What we love more than what we love

I see you through and true
The first caller to hear your misdeeds
Many times I’ve plucked the devil from your hair
I am where you go to safely exit
You bail on me and I bail you out
To crawl beneath my skin is your favourite bad habit
And this is how you know I’ll hold you down
I know every dark pore on your skin
Your smile measures the depth of your grey eyes
You are in the air; highly contagious
I do not do names, but my heart summons you
I want to figure out your troubles, together!
To know why you get quiet before you pull the dark curtains
I am keen on being kin
Because you’re you, and I am myself when I’m with you.

Vera