hidden, hidden
riddle me a riddle
your nails so black
rest on your face
while you're looking away,
a wondering gaze
it's like i can almost hear your mind
struggling to figure out;
"four feet, one heart, no spines, a turning clock",
you try the taste of the words
it is where I'm taking you, and me
together
one heart,
I'll do it
in the name
of love