my hands are reaching, reaching into nothing
into darkness, i hold out my hands
my fingers have nothing to hold
so they hold themselves.

It is there, insecure and alone
that i take off my clothes and get into bed
and you... you hold me on the neck in sleep yourself
and say "You're back safely...'

I say nothing.
That's the only act of love I truly remember
I said nothing,
I very comfortably said nothing.