You’re the first girl I ever felt in my chest Hammocking between my littlest ribs With each swing My bones creaked And sang A violin’s voice You bumped my heart and made it beat With every lazy kick of your foot
You’re the first girl Who’s ever touched my hand Crocheted your little fingers In between mine, so Where I end is where you start And I feel like I could go on and on Forever, attached to something this beautiful.
You’re the first girl that made me fly I strung my patchwork scarf Across my back and flapped My arms And I had wool wings And my teeth forced my lips apart and refused to let them meet again I was laughing I was soaring I was Icarus.
You’re the first girl Who’s made me cry Big and ugly Tire marks black Down my cheeks Hit and run me over with want My lungs heave-hoing out oxygen Like there’s just not enough in the whole world to fill them
You’re the first girl That made me feel On top of the world And underneath it All in the same week.
-I’d keep the globe perched on my shoulders indefinitely if it made you smile