Like a bunch of caterpillars squirming and digging through dirt, you get underneath, and eat where I hurt.
Burrowing yourself deep inside, you turn yourself into butterflies, free in my stomach with no place to hide, then up into my brain you will fly.
Lay your eggs behind my eyes, go out my mouth, then let yourself die, knowing my future is with you in my mind, embodied in the larvae that you left behind.
Thus the cycle will repeat itself until the end of time, and I will be forever yours as you will be forever mine.