As your fingers tickle my skin as they would a piano
And as my pupils dilate as they would after the unexpected flash of a camera

I surf the waves of ice as they crash against our boat
And I’m bewildered by your Oscar-worthy acting

And the way you pretend to help me navigate this boat
But in the end are just pushing holes through the hull

It’s bizarre the way you colour my cheeks
And make my eyes rain

The way you make my lips curve
And make my voice thunder

All in a matter of seconds