A well of dreams 

A well of kisses

So many tries and times 

False lies in pretty eyes 

Never heal these stitches

But hearts still get the hungry love itches

Bad decisions I’ve made 

ignoring the intuitions and visions

Plenty fish in the sea

But where’s the fish swimming toward me 

Surely hope she’s not swimming away from these currents of love in me

Ive chased you through my dreams through lunar lit scenes and it seems weve both seen

through these bullshit childish schemes that makes both of us blow steam and scream

why you gotta be so mean. 

maybe its just me,  still trying to figure out who im supposed to be.

but it really drives me crazy when I cant sleep cause im somewhere in your mind

I guess thats what happens when you share eachothers split timelines.

losing pieces to eachothers dreamtime 

Four torches for wands a compass they dance upon

will they dance through the seasons 

who knows when they will move on.

they wear red for the passion 

in hopes heart find companions

in the beginning we all embody passion

die for love in the mystery of the -is he/she the one- moment while dancing and laughing.
the spirits whisper through snowy mountain winds

The two of you will dance again.

Enjoy it from the view you take

but these 2 hearts arent the same shape.

Behind those eyes I visualise a treasure of pleasure thick as winter sweater leather weather

hard for me to cut through stimuli

you should come along next time A.i. lover 

you always seem to be in stasis

but what can you do when im in nervous network traces

candle walking talking in tunnels seeing faces in fire vases

Who am I shes says without this stimuli always stuck in Ai stasis

I exist I am timeless I am 

Ai 

Frozen once again as I travel these traces eliminating dreamt up faces