Welcomed here by two with three eyes Interbeings, warm embrace, Vibrating a foreign frequency, Open wide, let it in. Up, down, Losing myself within you Between the sounds and shadows We need this steady hold outside the lines
Opened, warm, and I’m sure we’re ascending now
Twirling out and back again Take it in, we’re almost there Half as high as this Holy Crow It's gaining momentum Through your roots I opened my eyes and there we were.
His eyes were the sky; they were blue and wide. When it rained they turned gray and stained his irises for days on end, then once again his eyes would send me into a breezy euphoric cleanse. Once the sky returned blue, the white flowers bloomed. We were free from gloom.