But seeing these matters in moments of trust
When we've been aligned and rather entwined
And are dealing in alchemy, this is a must
Not lacking, indeed, I do not partake
Of anything, without a wan wondering first
Ingredient love, and what would they make
And eye am, of course, appealing this thirst
In search of horizons, rivers so wet
And wonderful, digging our toes through the dirt
Laid down by wind off a western sunset
Lying abed when the world would invert.
