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.