There is so much
I can do
with these hands.
Make you
something you’ve wanted.
Build a tower,
knock it down.
Make this voice a scream.
Write the world a story.
I want to scratch
the ghosts from your walls
as they left and keep leaving.
Erase the things you used to say
in your sleep
so they can’t hurt you anymore.
All I want is to keep you safe.
There is so much
I can do
with these hands.
So much more
I can do with yours.
Make you one of mine.
Let me hold
some of your life.
And so they burn and burn and
touch.