I want to be a tangle
Of limbs
Of sweat
Of lust

I want it to be so hot
Cold will
Never touch me
Again

I want us to be a knot
Intertwined
Interlocked
Excited

I don't want to stop rolling around
Not to catch my breath
Not to think
Not to speak

The sheets don't even matter
They're on the floor
with the pillows
and the blankets

Our tangle takes up the bed
No room for hate
No room for jealousy
No room for anything
But you and me