morning, dance in my head-trance
like the wailers, take my hand
In Babylon’s bus, I like that.
in the window pane between hugs
in between your smile and mine
Up ahead in the distance,
Our light castle.
Long walks, scenes from rom-com flicks
Pleasure-dome, Float with me.
Rub-a-dub rose
Your drum, your base
Awaits, Float with me.
In trust.
Glimmer of light.
Float with me, I’d like that.
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