Under Your Skin

Paper doves in

Poppy fields that

Fold like origami dreams and

Bury sickness

Warm the bodies

Feed the trees and tiny worms with

Sheets of snow and Waves of rain so Heavy and so deep

If it hurts, let it hurt If it burns, let it burn If it feels like it's real Let it under your skin

If it aches, let it ache If it kills, let it kill

If it feels like it's real Let it under your skin

To your heart And it's here

I don't hide Standing still

Cherry lips as

Sweet as sugar

In the dark with Aphrodite

Through the mouth that Kisses you with

Eyes that burn like fireworks

Into the weight of Everything you

Know and you don't know

If it hurts, let it hurt

If it burns, let it burns

If it feels like it's real Let it under your skin

If it aches, let it ache If it kills, let it kill

If it feels like it's real Let it under your skin

To your heart And it's here

I don't hide Standing still