And we crawl around still
Hands reached out
Just trying to find some familiar place
On our unfamiliar bodies
And we crawl
Entangled
Upon one another
"A freshly baked love pretzel"
And our minds crawl toward
Forbidden ideas
Forbidden and fulfilled within these four walls
And we crawl
Like newborn infants
Fumbling in the dark
Just trying to grasp a fistful of comfort
A mouthful of comfort
And we crawl
Giggles escaping our newly acquainted lips,
Nervous like virgins?
And we crawl through the vast comforters of the beds
Sonic art surging through our minds
As if our thoughts altogether disappeared
And it's just music
And that freshly baked love pretzel
We crawl upon one another
Teeth clanking, teeth hungry, teeth just trying to find a
Late night Tuesday night meal
Accompanied, of course, by
Eager crawling tongues
Ravenous crawling fingers
They crawl, trembling, lost, in the dark like Spiders
Venturing
Just trying to find a way to warmth amongst such long frozen bodies
And I crawl, laughing subconsiously at myself and
My lack of sight
Towards that sonic art
And before anyone even knows it,
We find forbidden familiarity,
Comfort in an entangled idea
We find fulfillment, long forbidden
Long lost within our bodies
And these four walls
And we find that meal -
That forbidden fruit
That ambrosia
Sweet warmth in ambrosia
And darkness is diminished.
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