i think you've done more
than break the spine
on these book called me
and not in a way that i regret
in a way that makes me rejoice
for me to be broken for/by you
to come undone
and learn myself anew
has been much more than i ever thought possible
you read me well
you have memorized my prose
you have learned my verse well
you echo and rehearse me
so beautifully
how i am weak and helpless
to your love
and it's constant unraveling of me
let me never know me
in other form
than on your lips.
