Communion silver
your breath with my breath which 'fire and ice
inspiration
At the same time breathe in a meadow of white clouds
Remind me again of the sweetness that life is made
In one breath virgin and clear and without pause
bloom the scent from the redness of the evening
hold you over
can invoke the sanctity of your breath on these sails
teacher who saw the storm
And I do not care if I may I
You spilled my heart
You've turned green light
transmuting the rough seas of thought
in a rainbow pattern of stars
As the weight would return all oppressed
taught lightness
displacing those fears
savings from the dark hell of the hidden corners
Now back for a moment and the instant meeting
I gave you everything and more than I can reverse the heart
because you knew I am the same prayer
you've composed your step
sings now desolate because
back and waiting for you because it remains
your breath with my breath which 'fire and ice
inspiration
At the same time breathe in a meadow of white clouds
Remind me again of the sweetness that life is made
In one breath virgin and clear and without pause
bloom the scent from the redness of the evening
hold you over
can invoke the sanctity of your breath on these sails
teacher who saw the storm
And I do not care if I may I
You spilled my heart
You've turned green light
transmuting the rough seas of thought
in a rainbow pattern of stars
As the weight would return all oppressed
taught lightness
displacing those fears
savings from the dark hell of the hidden corners
Now back for a moment and the instant meeting
I gave you everything and more than I can reverse the heart
because you knew I am the same prayer
you've composed your step
sings now desolate because
back and waiting for you because it remains
Valeria *