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Stethoscope
All they ever notice
Is the rhythm of the leaky faucet
Of the endless cricket chirp
As they howl like wolves
Throughout the twilight of your mind
I saw into you
I felt your bark
I felt your bite
I felt your velvet flower petals
As you felt mine
We’ll just leave them to the rhythm of the rhyme
All they’ll ever understand
As I roll over the hills
Like somersaults woven through a morn
I search for a bookmark
Between mountains of confusion
I dig for needles under haystacks
Dig for the rhyme within the rhythm
The meaning hidden in it all
Hidden like a cat hides from a dog
I’ll know so soon from now
I comfort you
I comfort me
Our love so strange, so deep
