I’ll build a nest in your voice and rest there…
When you whisper to your chi in the morning,
I’ll hear and turn on my side with a smile…
When you call your own name in a gentle warning of self,
I’ll swing from the laughter it builds in my guts…

I’ll build a nest in your voice and rest there…
When you whisper to your chi in the morning,
I’ll hear and turn on my side with a smile…
When you call your own name in a gentle warning of self,
I’ll swing from the laughter it builds in my guts…