When he holds my hand, he plays with my sleeve
When plays with my hair, he brushes the ends
He coils my shimmery hair
The sun brushes up against his smooth skin
Head and shoulders shampoo and mint gum
Fallon asleep
Dreaming about twirling in the rain
Birds dancing around our smiles
Dogs bark at our feet
Up on point
Floating with a voice in my head
Painting our nails
Dancing with the devil
Cold hands brush up on my face
Leaves kick our shoes
