Familiar

Be my familiar.
I am tired of the new.
Give me comfortable ease
to learn you like a lullaby.
I want to know your thoughts
from the curl of your brow
and tilt of your head.
Be the breath
I hear in the dark,
the hand under my pillow,
the first thing I taste
in the morning.
Learn my touch
my smile, my sigh,
how I take my coffee
and how hot the shower.
Be my shadow
and I will be
your silhouette