Sweet night comes
To bring us close, to
Find, ‘twixt legs, us:
They whose hands,
Like eyes, wander
If to be witness or
Perpetuator of loop.
If you feel the need to ask how two people sleeping together is reminiscent of a spiritual/physical salvation from day-in/day-out loss of personhood (in modern context: to a materialistic society and, thus, ourselves), you’re not sleeping with someone you love.