Licking paper as if I’ve never done
Taking a walk beneath the calming sun
This stroll to make time pass by
Until we feel the begin of sibylline high

Snickering and trees is all we can do
The bench moved, did you see that too?
No wind, yet dirt is skipping along
This new universe is forever where I belong

Twinkles and jumbles of words catch my eye
Bright colors and auras, so much stimuli
Warning, don't dare look at your reflection
Little paper, so useful for the amazing introspection.