Two ripe for solar, tender rust

Too unfortunate to wake up

Not a problem, don't blame us

In the warm of daylight's cunt

In the black hole of cream and sunbeds

In the break of a strong fast

In the opened heart of awareness there is us



She said how we get there doesn't matter

It's all how you breathe...and stay kind

And that I'm an enlightened bear

Though a scavenger through with scavenging

In a moment I'll lose my mind

In an hour I'll lose my substance

In my prime years I might unwind

On my deathbed I'll think of us as good on earth

My yarrow, my aloe and my changing needs



Smooth isn't effortless, soon doesn't wallow

In a poet's hands awakened

She's a moderate sexual artist

In a snowblind we are a fire

In the headlights we are a rabbit

In our downtime we're always on

In the dawn of time we were right there giving birth

A new lemon, two apples and the dream

Of us all



Entangled in the wet girl

Her island unto myself

Entangled like a left turn

When you lean on somebody else

We'll need the wise and fortunate to help out

Just so you know

We'll need the fire and effect of everything

We tell to ourselves

Underneath the red ringing bell

Wondering who has been here before and fell

Underheath our vanity's high hope tight rope glow

So no-one knows we've become one



The most we can offer is awe and a well

Of intention

What is saved isn't lost here

Underneath the red ringing bell

Wondering who has been here before and fell