“On a journey to nowhere
Two immaculate souls bonded in motion
Breathing and surviving on one single drop of oxygen
Seeping a single quench of eternity
Their immaculate sensation got heat as we watched

Shhh! Gorilla General ordered us
We the ladies of monkey-wood were burnt with jealousy
Let us learn from them, said Gorilla General

These two souls never got lost in the philosophy of choice
They took one path for adventure
And we filled up the trees and peeped
They were scared of nothing, they never had time to hold back
In harmony we jeered, cheered, applauded but all in silence
They never carried gold nor silver but like birds, fed from each other’s mouth

We in the trees felt closer to their fate
We celebrated their mission in life
Goose bulbs grew to the edge of our fur
We joined hands from side to side
And created their aisle
They rhythmically walk towards the altar
Their faster breath became words
The single drop of oxygen was converted into a phrase
“I LOVE YOU”

Their eyes dropped with sensation
Their breath erect with the warmth of each other’s touch”

THESE TWO SOULS! (I can’t help it but intervene in this funny monkey Conversation)
These two souls ( I repeat and they all scatter)
These two souls were lovers
But to me they are fugitives
Running away from political prison called loneliness
Authorities want them dead or alive

I on the other hand I have lived for ages
Watching the sundown before my success
I too want to have the treasure
The price money of catching the two souls will make me rich

I shall withdraw from this life
Get out and find my own soul
On trails we shall run together
We will run and look into each other’s eyes
On the trails rests the purpose of my life