Your freckles are in all the wrong places,
There should be one on the back of your hand
And one on your knee, a little to the right
That you can see when you sit but not when you stand
He had one on his neck also, I used to trace every day
On the ***** where throat turns to shoulder
Your freckles are wrong, its alright, that's okay
Lets put our clothes back on before we get colder
This poem is about sleeping with a new person after ending a long term relationship.