I am a nomad
to the desires
of your frosty blue diamonds
Let me put the stars
in the folds of your lips
as we create a perfect universe
I am shaped for your kiss
Soft, magnetic souls
gently transcending
in the cradled hands of God
Our hearts, simple and true
set firm in the trenches of tomorrow
No masks nor walls
do we adhere to yesterday's scars
Let the wilderness of June be infinite.
For time should have no existence
while in the light of Love and Magic.