sometimes i want to climb so tiny into your open palm and curl up like a kitten a pill bug and be warmed by the breath from your face. i can live there, sleep and wake, while you tell stories of the day and sing softly into my ear, your humming your vibrating throat, your words my world. they are an envelope a blanket a fire and you kill my trembling my fears with your you, so large, so kind, so tough. could i melt i would, a puddle of sap in your mouth, sweetly licked from your own hand, warm and cool and unforgettably delicious. it's all i ever want.