​pavement June Henry

You said I sparkle like the pavement
Now all I can think of are roads
Do you think if no one ever thought them up
Then you wouldn't have to go?

You build
You exhume
I destroy
I consume
Yeah, equilibrium is reached
Through my way to cold feet
In thermodynamic terms
How warm do you need me to be?

I won’t tip the scale (I won’t tip the scale)
I won’t go too far (I won’t go too far)
I won’t drive 900 miles with a boom box and
Stand in your nonexistent front yard ([?])

I’ll be held
I’ll be kissed
I’ll be saved
Make a list
Of things that I’m grateful for
And this Winter with you
Will sit at the top of it