I dream in synesthesia…
Every synapse a new white breath of creation,
A universe spinning free from entropy’s oblivion

I dream in synesthesia…
And see a warming freedom that no body can measure,
A movement of thought erupting from nothing

I dream in synesthesia…
And taste life obliterating reality’s edge,
As it bursts into the expanse of forever

A beginning no body can destroy…

I dream in synesthesia…
And feel the grace of infinity giving way to split atoms
As femtoseconds expand to light years speckled with dust and gravity

I dream in synesthesia…
The sweet smell of passion pouring forth
Riding vehement pulses of fiery red light

I dream in synesthesia…
And hear the heartbeat on my skin,
As creation goes forth and breaths white once again…

I dream in synesthesia…