the most beautiful creature yet so far away
nearly forgotten nearly lost
haunting past and daunting future
alone and in the bear's trap
cutting off the circulation to my throat
faded music interpreting the flow of my soul
and the cascading water falls down over my face
hold this orb within my hand
bright, so white with colors of the rainbow
glistens in my hand, yes its succulent waves of passion
sending ripples of shivers and goosebumps up my arms
past my shoulders directed at my heart
it stops beating for just a single moment
then on down to my gut it sings
its torrential power flooding throughout my veins
cappilaries and arteries and thump... thump...
the rythm of my heart
the rythm of its beat
hear it softly getting louder
so soft...
so quiet...
almost lost, not nearly forgotten
my eyes are so clear
i can see this
i can see
i am raptured in this great light
this passion, this exciting love
i'm lost in its transfusion
gazing into the eyes right in front of me
an opaque abyss of ecstacy...
now if only I can touch them
and disappear into their pool of tranquility...
take me up into these eyes
this gay light I sense... it fills my every waking thought
touch...
feel...
taste its pleasantries
cloaked in this dire illusion
trapped in this dream.
Though every morning I wake up.
