charlie's song

 

 

 

i like your constellations

written on your body, warm chocolate stars

the smell of your hair when i come home

the back of your neck when you’re cooking

 

your clouds like a pillow

the oceans that calm and drive you

reaching for a planet

while the river runs wild below

 

i like your cat’s bed

 

you are nature’s child

earthquakes coming

from a spot on the left

 

 

this ring is as light as a feather

your stars are lights in the night