I rest on a mattress of love and purity,
in nocturnal sounds that unravel my desires,
I dream like a bee traveling in the thin air,
pure seduction in my pores,
the music undresses my thoughts of distress and anger,
I play with gentle touches of green and orange,
as you enter the room, you make it brighter,
"the power of seduction", you whisper gradually in my being,
I unfold my three dimensional gravity and float on the ceiling,
look:
sounds come and go, roller coaster of pure energy,
time and sound, space and love,
breath:
another seduction in our veins, lifting us to the status of more than gods.