Analysis of I died and saw...

Soft cheer for contrite.
Towel my forehead.
As I swing from hair to hair.
Your ropes fail just right.
I splash in beads of fat.
Puddles of puzzles.
Grasp! My attention flat.
Late is time in breaths.
Stand alone still soulmate.
Treading across the body.
Tiny feet jump in a once armpit.
Pausing only to kneel.
Hilarity swipe my elbow with a "git it".
Catapult me far from this dark home.
Lost in spaces of light and shade.
Until I am claimed again from moans.
I explore my fade and sore.
Enduring hand catch me evermore.