Awoken by the ocean, on warm and empty beach,
With sand that breaths the air, with waters blue and rich,
A world so far away from common understanding,
We try to feel and grasp this accidental stranding.
With warm and salty fingers, you touch my face, my skin
The breeze engulfs our bodies, there’s no space between.
The clock that does not measure ticks heart that never stops,
Inside of us is passion, heated by blood stream drops.
The tenants of the future, we suddenly became,
Mused by each other’s being on island with no name.
The social clock has stopped, doesn’t control the move,
We feel and know and smile, there’s nothing we have to prove.
From our porous land to this island between oceans,
It is a moving sea, of feelings and emotions.
Chemical high rise, song from within,
A two souls’ ensemble, the yang and the yin,
Dimensional world to us has no meaning,
Belonging, ascendance, it’s all built through feeling.
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