i'm all closed up
like aunt ann matilda
shoes be gone where shoes have tried
to hold my feet in various places
envious with warmer spaces
i' ve found i have a destiny with barefoot
the only situation which i know
to give me ground up through my whole body
feeling like we're finally one
on my skin the lips of spring
on my neck the lacy rain
tracing out the great amen
to o pen up
to bring me out
you're really gonna get it when you ask like that