Amniotic

Wrapped in your broken limbs, My body dessicates, shrivels, And mummifies within the sepulchre, Of your embrace, Skin stretched so, Taut against my skeletal frame, My bones are like knives -- You cut your fingers on me, as you hold, As you contain me -- And some liquid from your fingers leaks, And drips like amniotic fluid onto my skin and, Slowly I reconstitute.