Let him come to me
When he will
When he wants to
When he needs to
Feel my warmth
Touch his, back to
Chest and chest
To back, ribs to
Cheek and head
To chin.
Let him look
Away and dwell
There for a while
Tasting air, different
From mine.
Let him stay there
If the taste is good
And that air teems
Thick with Life,
Thicker than mine,
For him.