Limbs
Emma Pollock
Dancing in the deep
Her body
Strengthens in a way
We don't see
In you and me
These limbs
They can take you higher
They can take you higher
Tailored by the moons
She mates so well
Perfected
By the symmetry
Her body tells
Just you wait and see
These limbs
They can take you higher
They can take you higher
Sitting by the bed
I can see
Through her skin
She can hardly
Breathe a word
Her body is so thin
But I can still see
These limbs
They can break
Like branches
They can break
Like branches