My big eyes are open to kind emotions,

To catch your love through locomotion,

Feeling its warmth in impact, now deeply woven,

Your small shoulders hope for it all,

To take my love for a healthy haul,

Feeling its weight in new pace, now a slow crawl,

Our stubborn rib cages protect our hearts,

To hide our deepest loves from the scariest parts,

But I make a vow to break all patterns–and all in the name of the arts.