I follow you
between your reply
and my senses
When we walk
outside these bodies
At the wheel
Moving over you
At all times
This is the dance
of life
In the middle of my mind
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
I follow you
between your reply
and my senses
When we walk
outside these bodies
At the wheel
Moving over you
At all times
This is the dance
of life
In the middle of my mind