I want to hide in the in-between spaces of your thoughts
And to fill the gasps that escape from your lungs.
I want to throw myself into the depths on your soul
And to cling onto the words that pour from your lips into the undeserving world.
I want to covet your voice, your laughter, your mumbles
that slip out when you’re sleeping
and your harsh words.
I want to drive your emotions into complete chaos with order
And seep into the print that writes out your life—to seep into every letter
And come out in every word.
I want to complete you.