i'd confess all my crimes
to wind up behind your bars
watching airplanes cut the sky with their contrails
through my window
i lay on your chest
my coffee breath on your neck
you touch me soft like piano keys
my strings aren't in tune
but you play me like i'm a symphony
when your lips found mine
you left your song in my mouth
my chest is the vatican
bellowing smoke signals
from my highest tower
for the day that we met
i will never forget
the night you looked at me
like you were seeing me for the first time
you sent shivers so hard down my spine
that my rivers flowed over their sides
you make me feel like crooked trees
on the sides of mountains
your altitude was so high
and so was i.