electrified nursery rhyme

if love and lust are sitting in a tree,
are they kissing or having sex?
are they polite to one another,
exchanging pleasantries
and asking how their day is
or is the electricity between them too intense to contain?
do your fingertips have a purpose
when they brush across the daisies
or another being’s flesh?

if your soul can commune with the universe,
then what is your body doing?
is it here to fill the space
or be a vessel for some other mastermind?



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