my soul is trying to break through
            (rip through)

                          my skin

climb out and pull me into you
             as you

                          breathe in




my body though, it won’t uncurl
               (unfurl)

                          its fists

I am trapped inside of a girl,
                girl who

                         persists



so while my soul is stuck inside,
               (outside

                          your shell)

I guess our atoms that collide
               provide

                          their cells

to let our bodies intertwine-
               a wine

                          to taste

for but a moment, what defines
             (I find)

                         your face.