The sound of breath in your lungs pressed against my ears and soothed me
I closed my eyes and saw the shadows in your eyes speaking to me in a way that only a girl with shadows in her eyes could understand
There's something inside you that hides, curled and wounded
It's between our skin
Making me pay the price for something that came and settled before I did
It made me want to mouth your name to a God whose language you don't speak
That night I finally knew what to say
But you were not ready to hear it
Your fingers pressed into the notches of my spine
And I kissed you imagining you could lip-read my mind
Since then everytime you came to steal my breath and hold it in your lungs
I closed my eyes and let you be the surgeon