If thoughts could write letters I’d send them to you

So you would know that I’m true

If ears could beat drums I’d create rhythms from the dark of night to morning dew

If eyes could keep secrets, don’t worry my dear, mine will always be shuttered for you

 

But if mouths could wear lies then yours would be covered in thousands of glittering jewels

And if chins could hold glances then yours would be heavy with all the looks in the room

​And if souls could make heat, then I'm sorry my dear, I'm afraid you'll always be cool