IN YOUR BREASTS DO YOU KEEP YOUR GRIEVANCES IN YOUR BREASTS DO YOU PACK YOUR HEARTS IN YOUR BREASTS DO YOU KEEP THE BURDENS AND THE RANCORS THAT YOU BEAR BETWEEN YOUR BUXOM FLESHY HILLS UNTIL I STRIP YOU DOWN AND WIPE THEM AWAY WITH MY ROUGH SPIDERY FINGERTIPS AND LIFE YOUR BODY AND SOUL UP TO A BETTER PLACE MORE ACCESSIBLE TO ME SO SHALL I DUST AWAY YOUR DEADWEIGHTS AND CONNECT US NOW CRAWL INSIDE YOUR COCOON AND TURN YOU INTO A BUTTERFLY
{he understands you. he understands you more than you will ever know. do you understand him, too?}
