you, earthquake girl with hair
like ocean spray and sky,
catching sunlight like honey
in your smile, in your hands.
that seismic tremble in
your voice, enough to shiver
the room to splintered wood
& drywall. you make the earth
rend itself open, tearing apart
under your feet, and the sky
shatter. there is enough
in you to break this world
open. you could not
touch me without shaking
me apart, but i would be
building for you, walls
caving in, i would be
highway torn in two just
to have your hands on me.