theres an ache deep in your shoulders
from all the time you spend outside
as heavens gates open
your eyes fall upon
the wells of mine
and you fall at my feet
tired and boneless
i’ll allow you to
be weak with me
and when you peel your fake skin back
i cant imagine how anyone could be fooled
by such a shoddy display
of someone calm and collected
and in the crack of dawn
when the noise of life starts to bloom
you’ll put back on your suit
human once more
and leave my arms
but i’ll remember
be it a lifetime or a blip
that
you could
be weak with me
i could be weak with you