Purple Intercourse

Let's crawl over each other's flesh!

The room is filled of flames,

Floating in

The midst of our Faith;

In which no mouse will

Laugh

At the whispers,

Of our mouths;

Eternity is drawn,

By feeling such a happiness,

In our hearts;

Whereas Time is stopped,

As Incense flows,

In which we're allowed to smell it,

And let Optimism go;

Let's embrace our double nature!

Opposite poles attract to each other,

Just like red & blue auras reveal,

Such an inner conscience,

To advance,

To the individualistic stage;

In which the Wheel keeps moving,

Until we realize,

We're part of it;

Light will cure our sigh,

As long as our dance prophesizes,

The coming,

Of the Midday's Smile.