Shape of the shoe on each foot,
so sure of the shape of the pen in each hand,
I need a shape beside me at night,
a shape I know.
Shape me into something you can work with.
I need a shape beside me at night
on this shape of a bed,
under these sheets, laid flat, a shape.
Shape up, we all have the parts that matter:
skin, soft in places, lips,
hands to hold pens, draw shapes, and feet.
I need a shape beside me at night.
The shape of you, whoever you are,
is the shape that I need.
I know all shapes, know their essential parts:
a name to learn, a side to touch.