webs of cocaine

webs of thoughts tangled into my mind
the eight footed nerve cells crawled down deep
my poor, i could not unwoven it 
like it's easy to destroy it's beauty.

let my webs be there, eating myself slowly
i won't interfere, question me.
It's been woven wonderfully
over my beloved.
How i wish to unfold her love in there
Right at that point, 
like a cocaine, i wish my nerve cells be tangled
blurring my eyes,
getting myself high.