I wanna be all tangled in with you tonight. All legs and arms and lips, tangled. Heart strings, mirth and eyes locked. Tangled. Days unfolding and replayed in pillow talk. Tangled- Fingers into one another's, in the hair,- hair tangled too, yet
In all these tangled knots We twist and pull- tangled. Gets tighter, closer and impossible. Tangled, We will never be undone. Tangled.
I stand above my bed And examine the damage. Blankets this way and that Pillows all over Sheets tangled up around themselves. Proof of something that Only hours ago Left this place empty. I take in the rubble And breathe deeply. I lower myself down to those Tangled sheets And backwards bedspreads And fill my lungs with you. I pull them up around me And close my eyes And wish for this place to be The same kind of battleground Again tomorrow.