Ten Hands

I feared I was wired
To walk with my shoulders hunched forward
And swim with crocodiles
I was so afraid
That growing taller necessitated
Forgetting my pain

Baby, when we first met
I made myself small
With so much on my chest
After it was all gone
You pressed your ear to my heart
And heard this song

My stubbled cheeks
Graze your skin like cinnamon
At night when you cannot sleep
Still, you say I am soft
You love me because, not despite
Of, the things I haven't forgot

Baby, we're a year old
And I've lost track of all
Of the versions you'vе known
Of me, and I would need ten hands
To count all the timеs
I've been grateful to be your man