I FEEL AFFECTION FOR YOU IN REM STAGE

we are laying on a mattress our roommate found in an alley.
in the dark, i am unsettled.
you are limp necked and small shakes,
vulnerable and dreamy,
pale arms intertwined in black blanket folds.
i could kill you easily with our pillow, but you trust me not to;
a sweet unspoken agreement.
i wonder if you would be surprised to know how i lay here in the dark
hearing sounds of the apartment,
tactically surveying the perimeter for threat.
lamp, skateboard, wine bottle
these are what i would use to protect you while you slept
all the while you are still quiet, unafraid next to me