Life is rolling along a stars field�
flattening the surface of invisible mirrors,
rooting your hands and feet in the shadows
turning the clouds into sleeping willows.
Heart to heart�.mind asunder�.
Hip to hip�.vitality immortal.
Your back, spirit of cautious words,
my breast anima wounds opened.
We magic bodies, balancing in moans,
perfect coupling manifesting the gods.
We have left behind, invincible passions.
We have blown away our mind�s sand castles.
Grain by grain, erosion on the tender tissues.
Like gold powder sticked to our soles.
Naked before the sky, we vowed a union.
Distorted by time is a blending of Souls.
And without advice nor singing of lullabies�
the dreams of our visions�.have left a song.
Drumming outside the celestial audience,
our years like giant star fields ball go�by
go flooding to the future�like planes, clouds, love.
And we somersaulting�with freedom in mind,
like a perfect couplingᦙ...