in the miasma of lies, here I lie
ready to die
as we fly
high up in the sky
clouds scented with serendipity
trees coated in rubbies
vertical carpets which are a gilt-knit tapestry
I catch you as I dream, this has to be real

diving into a world surreal
this an angelic cosmic appeal
sending us into a world where love heals
let us separate from the material world
let us forget money and social expectations
love is in trouble, let us be the exception
let us be the bridge of truth repetition
follow our heart's intuition
in a blind world we can be the vision

flying down at intensive frequencies
falling in love, this is the life or the death of me
Gladly I die for love
let us love and live
selflessly give
make ego weak
search for the richness of soul and make fear cheap
become ethereal as we glide into the wonder eternal
so we can be the stars when the day turns nocturnal
let us speak a proverbial language accented with divine verbs

and a world we create, we cannot be late, maybe time has to wait but this life we cannot
this love we cannot cut and paste
this will be a love of ages that the cowardly will distaste
coalesce with my essence and caress my DNA with your crystal chest
The Watchers are watching, this is a test
Do you take my heart or do you hesitate?
Do you bow to the material and fake?
In times of ascension will you admit that denying was a mistake?
Do you disappear into the world or do we levitate?
Lovers or Strangers
choose your fate.