I'm at the precipice of something,

I'm at the summit,

And my roots rock through me,

Like a man about to climax,

My past echoes out to demand the present,

And yes, I remember it,

It was a beautiful dream,

And the heavens,

They answered my worries,

Comforted my anxious soul,

And they satisfied my ego,

I could not ask for more,

But here I am again!

And for what purpose!?

To love,

To cry,

For the ache in my heart to burn through me like pumping lava?

Oh god, yes do I yearn,

For that old dream,

For that heaven.

But that's not for me to decide.

For now, my past echoes through me, deciding the present,

I cannot think,

I cannot decide,

Moved by a memory of emotions,

Yet empty of them,

Please fill me up,

Let my body remember,

Why I loved you so deeply…

Embrace me, hold on for dear life,

As our desire rocks through us,

Like pumping lava,

The after-thought of a dream come true,

Embrace me, let us linger as the waves wash over us,

Whisper in my ear,

That you’ll remember me.

And when I wake from here,

I can only hope our paths will cross again…