Face Of My Face

Face to face with your chocolate lips. After one birth and resurrection, to conclusions your mind how it leaps. Up and down, spinining around the long spiral. And how I and you can relate to the body. Of the body of self, to me though you have now as I hug the sides. Am I wrong to you, it is me you have identified? Die and you're born of my body, believe in this to some, confused phenomena, believe as it related to each body it's self. And such questions about who has died before, will to most whom have lived, will you know.