How carefully I've shaped you in the solitude of days How peaceful is my mind entwined in cord around my fingers How sweet the days I've marked in knots I've tenderly caressed So many times I've touched you, reached you, teased you Now fingering these veins of hemp Their hair upon my skin And how gently, quickly you will sleep Slip into my collection with its bristles, coils, intentions Yet your words will be unfaithful before I set you free Slip as life is bound to slip from this entropy disorder Then tied and laid upon the floor in perfect symmetry 'Til the frayed edge of your lips on mine Positioned, placed at ease once more 'Til this restlessness returns I turn and turn and turn again
