Lay Claim

come catch me
I want to fall.
I feel weak and thin,
worn down.
I hurt,
and I just wish
to fall limp into your
arms.
I want to close my
eyes, and slip into the
abyss
of listless uncaring.
I want you to
carry me away to
a clean soft bed,
and let my
chill be chased
away.
I want you to
hum softly to me,
and warm my hands,
until I feel strong
and clean and
whole.
you are my  rebirth,
and my master.
I ask now
that you preform your
duty,
and lay claim
to me.