Amour Island
My feet of love walk on the rain bed of your spirit
Down the proof of music, tunes set me ready in sprint
Learning land of the moon
Coached rays of the sun.
Nibiru within my earth find soothing electrical cells-chord-tial
Working with powered puzzling plugs of laurel
Each drop set me space wildly
Raw tasty textured yeah of pleasure in aquamarine.
Yeah! Yeah! As unnumbered days and unnamed dates
Sweet dates gait with gallant freight through pulsing ace
Oh my love, blow with the wind, as gesticulation of the waves
Flow slow, by toes of darling glow, aloe, and Eau craving staves.
I would melt into groups of seven as heaven
Lifting the curtain of fortune as leaven with the sudden ocean
In nature, I would lay lost in them for astral host and toast
Crust of my boasts will be dosed by most coasts, sweet oast of ost.