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 it's 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