(BASKET CASE)

Mountains and Divots

Mountains and Divots,
mountains and divots
hold onto my breath while testing the limits.

Your name on my lips, I do not pause.
I know that's where it does belong.
I do not pause when I wake calling out.

I can show you how to dance, with my fingers across your palm.
Just a little more skin, if it helps you be calm, helps me be calm.

I want to know these lines better than I know myself, To memorize each mountain and divot.

keep to myself how afraid I am.
we all know what happened the last time.
Pardon my lack of breathing, this feels right.

petrified like a tree you keep with you in stone I am petrified of loosing you to the big, vast, alone.

I want to take it slow.

But I can't stop finding your mountains and divots, wrinkles, and skin I can sink into.

Skin I crave but can't give in, true.

Mine. Yours. I don't want the difference anymore.

Your mountains, and fingertips.

Wrinkles and divots.

Let me know you.