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
  Until the frayed edge of your lips on mine
  Positioned, placed at ease once more
  Until this restlessness returns I turn and turn and turn again