Eyelashes beckon for these cheeks
So close but still out of reach
My belly swells with all your bones
My body built to be your home
Fenix rise
These scars, your sister left for you
These bars, your father’s getting through
Second-hand stretch marks are the proof
Your mama built this map for you
Across the dome under this skin
Behind the ear without a drum
Inside the clicking of this jaw
Between these wrists that go numb
Fenix rise
There is a route to walk upon
And if you get lost be assured
Use your heart as your compass
And when in doubt be of service
Because the folks along the way
I placed them there for you to play
And cry and rage and make a mess
Make love and build a brand new day
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