Origami

You made yourself

Dizzy trying to

Outrun the feelings

No drink

No drug

Could wash it down

Away

To one side

But I took

Your hand,

Listening to all

The things you’ve been

Led to believe,

About yourself

And when the rough

Warmth of my hand,

Fitted in yours

I came without agenda,

Taking care of you

Without burdening you

With the expectation

Of needing to save me

Someone who speaks

The languages you

Thought you’d need

To forget

But this languid fluency,

Makes you soft,

Slick and tingling

And as you fold

Origami perfection

Into my arms,

Speak your truth,

I find it all

Mesmerising

What you say to me

What you say to me

What

You

Say

To

Me