The Things I’d Do

I’d break out of jail just to coil around your ankles
for a night
watch and distort the glands of the
earth to be hand in hand with the diamonds of
your eyes lighting my soul afire with passion
and life.

I splay my songs together to give you an orchestra
of rockets and nautical stars. I’d build a robot
army to liberate a land and sink a thousand
ships if it meant receiving the gift of your
velvet lips placing a kiss on my cheek.

I’d carry on through infinity for your last memory
to be a sparkle of glee in your hands