Wake-Up Call

He threaded me
In lead
And symmetry
Instead

With seemly features
New creatures
I seek to
Release her

She lays with me
Stays to keep
My purpose free
Surmises pleas

To be blank of face
Contain my space
Be lower case
Prevent his place

From coming clean
If I could dream
To quickly cease
Painting my scenes

In smiles all while
Loving child
And speaking mild
This pain is wild