miracle
what a good, — that you are
what a marvel, — that I am
of the miracle you are
of the happening I am
like colors that never met
one too high, — one too low
yet identical, yet chess mate
yet you, yet doppelgΓ€nger
boom-boom
into love's apotheosis, I am your tales' realm into eon's boom-boom I'm your subconscious with your inscape soul, you're looking for me to live you, to create you, to feed you, to free you soothed, [to love me...] happier, [to wake you up]