Meet me under the Full Moon 
It's B.Y.O.S. tonight
Bring your own sacrifice

Little death wishes for prosperity
Moments in illuminated lunacy
Destroying fine art with our minds

The new vibration

Lightning striking my soul twice
I caught the spark in your eye
All week I've felt you crawling up my spine 
Exploding from chakra to chakra
Until we're both screaming out
of the communication vortex
Trying to transcend hands at throats

From
om
to
moans
in unison

She says she likes it much better this way
It brings a full circle to her "o" face

Now every time I see her face
I see images of war
Post traumatic flashes of 
Me and the girl next door 
Slow dancing to the beat
Of the disasters she saw in her dreams
Setting each other on fire
Seizures of self-fulfilling prophecies
Manifesting the coincidences of serendipities

Wishes on repeat
skipping the akashic records
The right place the right time at 11:11

Meet me under the full moon tonight
I'll make your aura hurt like heaven
We'll wash our hands clean together