With you 
I let my belly full
Instead of shrinking it in 
Pretending it's thin
And empty

I let the 
Short hairs on the back of 
My neck crinkle up 
Don't mind when my thighs 
Unwind wrinkled up 
And dimpled

It's simple 
With you I smile with all of my teeth 
And not lie when I hide the crooked ones beneath 
With my bottom lip
I just sit 
And let jazz music and your hands
Be my backdrop 
And my heart stops
On full 
For with jazz music and you 
I am perfect