Materia

This version of love

I can dwell on

In the musing

Unending line

So you knew I flew a day old

We are one, too lucid

I see a purple hue

We could have heart, we too

Glowing underwater, the camera is taken back

Can you fool a mystery sea?

On the rough womb

Summer bathing on a stretch of

Memory mistaken for what's here right now

The time won't say why not

Play around

Through appetite unerring

Vision cycling and vision wakes me

My heart is loud

My heart

Tilted hello

Emptiness the dagger it hides

Placing full importance in you

So long, so long

What of...

Of love it's a matter of...

Of love it's a matter of...

Of love it's a matter of love