There was this boy I saw many times before
Never talked to him, eyes always to the floor.
But one day he told me what he wanted .
To write words with his mouth upon my bare body
To make constellations from the freckles(the ones I never wanted)
To sing songs to the lonely soul inside
To bring us out into the world, never more to hide

He talked about other girls and how they never did “it” right
He directed me like a plane that had lost its flight

Even though it was wrong he made me feel safe
But only in the corners of forgotten faith