ants

When I was a boy I would lay naked outside and cover myself in sugar letting all the ants crawl over me. There was nothing I loved more than being in the grass feeling their legs on my skin wishing I could one day be small enough to join their colony. Every now and then I would feel adventurous and lay with the larger ants, the ones that could bite. The following days my body would ache but I knew they were just being friendly and it was all love. Although it has been a few years since I last visited those ants I still yearn for their touch and have found other ways to deal with my urges. In another life I will be reunited with them and we shall live together and I will be truly happy.