Yours is the heart I listen to
For it buzzes and circulates
With the deep blue inside of you
Oh how I would love to—
I’d tuck away your touch and such
In the back of my curious mind
Letting it grow in suspension
With every mention
Of the great unexplained feeling
Constantly skipping rope with me
And the strands of hair on my skin
Oh, you’re a mojo pin
The kind who moved inside of me
Beside the beating of my heart
Initially filling the space
Pushing it out of place