You came to me between the seams
Of swollen eyelids, horizon peaks, and fantastic scenes
Boarded the submarine of consciousness
And slipped, as I did, beneath the surface
That superficial visceral did fray when day was surrendered
And the b-side of mind's eye played unhindered as nickels were tendered
The jukebox began its duty as forbidden rhythms indulged my hidden sin
And within - We kissed
For there is no patience for inhibition, reasoning or waiting
for time to meet place correctly, it's urgency, and life is fading
And within - We kissed
I relinquish that it felt so natural, bubble wrapping you in these arms
I surmise that this castle in the sky is not without its charm
Knowing you how I do, showing you me unglued
In the left hemisphere I tasted fruit on your lips
And within - We kissed
Friends were there and expressively the delta state unwound
Until you dissapeared from view, but not from the grounds
I knew you had gone to bed, and a reckoning was beckoning
And I admit the weight of it was deafening
Calling as I was standing with a choice to motivate feet
A secret to the other stars as mercury met heat
But familiar to me as family, as its roots reach to waking
While I stood moment taking, placating and debating
Alone, I was, weighing with both hands
But the oracle was an instrument as she explained to the man:
"You cannot see past decisions you do not understand"
So the phone rang and I returned to the incense burn
Thoughts of coffee and bagels for which I yearn
So I ponder aloud about this made-believe bliss
About the passion, the fortune, the action and the risk
Facing you in my memory
And within- We kissed
These words are but notes filtered through a young instrument.
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