in this heart where things are taken heavy things are sliding sweetly lightly through my knotty hair i can feel your sweat on me or is that my own im beating quick the tapping of heels on an empty street your eyes are tired when they meet me. your eyes are a journey when you kiss me. we dream of a two story house with more bedrooms than we need it makes my stomach turning struggling to fill itself in redemption shudder clean sheets and tupperware parties singing in your studio with my mouth shut dancing in the living room with new furniture on the new sheets. leaping through i can feel something i recall my parents once told me was happiness this is where we join each others paths so wavered and nervous so unsure most decided i kiss you with open eyes treasure that smile and we're moving out. and we're moving in.