Wrote this subconsciously. What is your interpretation of it?

You hovered terror on the edge of ecstacy. Please crude livings make the best of what's left of me.

You thawed my snowbanks with words unspoken And crippled my heart, with motherhood broken. Rigid as orbit I continue gauche states, While moonstruck for the appuratus to create.

Oh, the aether! The marvel! The cosmos of lovers! You're coiled and flooded by what's undiscovered.

Now with wolfs wolf jaws wrapped around my neck Reject regret dear, crude livings forget.