I am priceless, I am not money
I can not be recover, neither can I be pause
I must be used wisely, so therefore plan well
Because I'm time and I determined ur future.
A million raindrops into
A salty sea, we coalesce
Formless aura
Rainbows and prisms
We are acres of apricots
Strengthening a billion butterflies
The wind whispering in
Weeping willows as we
Dress in the threads of desire
Like a fluffy sweater in the bitter
Wind, wrapped in your warmth
Go on I dare you
Try once more,
For psychic assault.
I want to Amuse myself
you are a riddle i want to unravel
an intricate puzzle-box i find so incredibly
deeply...