Some days
It's a feat just to keep composed
And I could fake it but you'd know
In the shade of a patient moment
In cool conversation
I like the way you say my name
Nothing else sounds that way
I'll fold before the house of cards caves in
Let you sink into my skin
And pour out every ounce of affection I can
Do you still regard the statue as a work of art
Once you've spotted all the cracks?
Maybe a work in progress?
I'd settle for that
I'd settle for that
Stumbling ahead, let's call that "forward motion"