Angelina
came to
my beside
of her own
volition
in a
disheveled state
late at night
when
deep in sleep
I felt
a hand
grip my arm
with no idea
who it was
but
fearing the worst
because of
the hour
and my vulnerability
cried out
terrified
struggling to
wake myself
wanting to see
what had
come for me
and discovered her
standing
unmoving
in the middle
of the room
a mute tale
from head
to toe
of
unaddressed need
looking at me
no harm intended.
