Insipid spiders,
Mending geometric traps
My love for you is simple
a new geometric fire built with logs I created.
Under the stars we sleep,
free from the insipid spiders  geometric traps.
Pure nature
Free breathing love.
Skin burning , fire dwindling.
Under the stars we create our own star plate.
Freedom in the fresh wilderness ,
Far away from societal traps.
My tongue slowly drips,
we breathe together as nature is meant to be.