Cascading Kaleidoscopic Visionary, not afraid to float away in a space regurgitating colors, one back into the other, rotation is none other than addition, " You know how fast we're already spinning??"
Temptress undresses and the dream regresses, back from infinity straight down to ***. "What's next? Let me guess...Psychedelic ***, Yes?" She sauntered all night long, dancing till dawn, "You're Wrong, Sweet...Love. I will be your Drug any day, anyway...but never at Command, I will make the Demands, Give me your hands, Touch Me..Just..Like...ThaaaAhhhh!!!"
Now after that treasured experience, I don't think I'll be needing Voyages into my own altered Abyss, cause I think I finally just found Pure Bliss.
This May or May not have occurred, I plead complete dissociative fugue