By the simple of your kiss,
and all the men who stumble after it.
By the measure of your dress,
and the wooden cross that hangs between your breasts.
By the map of your heart,
It only seems to lead me where you are.
I'm terrified of you.
By the fairness of your truth,
and the coward of my tongue that never moves.
By the ladder to your laugh,
and the glitter in my gut when you react.
By the burden of my touch,
I never meant to mention love.
I'm terrified of you.
By the circle in your step,
you give up once you'll give up again.
By the corner of your mind,
I'd say wish me well, but the wishing well is dry.
By the dizzy of my daze,
I'll learn to rest my head again someday.
I'm terrified of you.
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