To sweat, to spit, to feel something; all this I would do for you and more
Standing on my toes and trying to be something more than me
"I'd like to be you"
Did she really say that? Spiritus beautiful girl
You're too much for me.
I could weep lying next to you
Lizard-limbs aglow from chlorine and sunshine
Nestle in, sweetheart
If I were a teacher, I'd tell you everything I know
Salty shaking smiles passed like butter across the table
I'll never hurt you.
But love me. Love me.
I won't leave unless I know you're okay.
You cried when I said I was going to Russia.
But I won't leave.
We'll see to each other, you and me.
Lucky-limbed, double-figured girl-child.