A swirling cloud of flashing purple fire undressed illusion,
Baring well the naked candor of our soul,
Holding on to what is real, rising high to see and feel,
That I refuse to let it go, with you I’m whole;
Earth circumstances sketch a splotchy watercolor ruse,
Faking love with blinded eyes that scream to see,
What has always been right here, since the highlands strong and clear,
So I refuse to let it go, its day will be;
I roll with revolutions of the sun around forever,
With big blue giants, bright red dwarves, and worm hole wings,
Where truth enamors full and free, that I love you and you love me,
So I refuse to let it go, my iPhone rings;
“Hey Baby Girl, without your love I’m only partial,”
“ You’re the completion of my heart and painted skin,”
“We need each other you and me, to really live, to really be,”
“So I refuse to let it go, years wander in;”
A swirling cloud of flashing purple fire undressed illusion,
Baring well the naked candor of our soul,
Holding on to what is real, rising high to see and feel,
That I refuse to let it go, with you I’m whole;
I refuse to let it go, with you I’m whole.
