Tracing lines of blue
where skin lets light through
Over miles of muscle
through the woven puzzle
Onto ribs that rise and fall
there's an ear against the wall
Chorus:
Surfaces
play with light
catch the eye
lines and curves
everyone is perfect
Surfaces
a world adorned
beauty comes in infinite forms
Perfect surfaces
Out the hollow of your heel
up the ladder in your spine
to the cliffs around your eyes
I dive into the brine