look around-  there's beauty on all sides
deep inside this wilderness
with savages by fireside
nocturnal mystery and the aftermath of carnal eyes
whispers and your hands in the night
these are dreams we make
this is the life we share

we are only vessels for the light
we are life celebrating life
walking in the garden of delight
we are life celebrating life

dream penetrations and ephemeral fluids
streak and stain your face and heart and mind
i can see the fantasy still lingering around
but who can say if i was really there?