i don’t even know her mother’s name
or what side of the bed she likes to sleep on,
how she takes her coffee
or how many times she’s had her heart broken
all i know is that i’ve found myself at her side
wanting nothing more than to tuck her under my skin
so that she will always be with me

there is something about the way she looks at me
that allows me to see past her eyes and into her mind
and there i can see everything laid bare
just waiting to be discovered

i don’t understand
what it is about you
that makes me want to
stay up all night
and watch the moon
hanging in the sky
because i know
it’s the same moon
you see

i love watching people stop to listen to him
and i wonder if they’ve stopped
for the same reason i did
back when the moon was full

joy harmonizing
with the notes
he plays

the butterflies landed
and kissed all of the
scars on her skin

i never thought about what weak in the knees meant
until i met you and you made me quake and quiver
and i worried for a moment when your lips were on mine
that my legs would crumble beneath me

i wanted to know you from the moment i saw you
so don’t think me strange for being excited
that you wanted to know me, too

i did not give you permission
to scoop out my seeds
and carve yourself in my skin