The Right Size

Built upon the ashes
Of a withered heart
The guilt is cool
And smooth
On my skin.
Coiled dreams wrapped gently
Inside the mind of someone
Worthy of the love
I have to give.
Rip me into pieces
Or fold up my life
To keep safe
In your pocket.
This is no time for
Pleasures or lust.
Ringing sound echoing
That the night was long,
You're ready to lay
Your head into me
Slowing down time
Greedily.