I want you, once, to lay down with me
and not worry about who’s looking,
not think about the layers covering,
or not covering my skin.
I want you, once, to lay down beside me,
and count every freckle on my face like I have yours, play
with my hair like you’re feeling it for the first time.
Fall in love with me again when all we’re doing is breathing.
Be still with me.