my eyes float the waterways
from your ankles to your hips
midnight dark beneath pale skin
marking twisting bayous
wide rivers
and a lake from time to time
built by human hands
where I gripped your flesh too tightly
pulling myself into you
my eyes float the waterways
from your ankles to your hips
midnight dark beneath pale skin
marking twisting bayous
wide rivers
and a lake from time to time
built by human hands
where I gripped your flesh too tightly
pulling myself into you