Constellations

The constellations on my skin
Tell the story of where I begin
The flowing water on my head
Tell of secrets I have shed
The landscape of my face
Tells of my shame and disgrace
The canyons of my ears
Echo all of my fears
The cracked cave of my lips
Tell of sunken dreams and ships

My life is mapped across my bones
Landmarks of hugs and stones
Selling secrets of the good and bad
Speaking of the life I have had
Little rivers of stretchmarks and growth
Deeper waters of scars and blood oath
Mountains of achievement and wins
Canyons of regret and sins
Bubbling springs of joy and laughter
Waterfalls of tears and lost ever-after

I want to trace your story across your skin
Study the constellations of triumph and sin
I want to learn every secret written there
Because I love you, because I care
And I will show you the story of me
Will teach you every nook and cranny
I want you to know me, I want to know you
And you want to become one, never again two
So let us place a new constellation on our skin
To tell the story of where we begin