Hands Like Maps

The water is you
Holy and true
Cosmic complexity
Gentle and personal
Let me swim, soak
Like moonlight on still water
River at night
A reflection of the thing itself

I am the river bed
The dirt and a container
I am a tucked-in shirt
Landmarking, revelating
Reflecting at best

Or misplaced adoration
Ink in heart, magazine smile
This is gonna take a while
Hands like maps, though
Hands like past and future

Past my pupils
And the pretty mask that you despise
I am the one you chose
From the start
From the start

I am the water
I am the water
I am in you



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Wylde
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