on my sleeve

i wear my love for her on my sleeve
because she does not fit anywhere else

i tried my toes but i stepped on her
i tried my hair but she blew away
i tried my back but i lost my balance

so now she is on my sleeve
and it seems like a pretty good spot to be

it is sweet when other people notice her there
even though my arms, my arms, my always aching arms….
is where i’ll always wish she could be