My mind went somewhere… [far-far-far away], into a place from where has been heard a calling. Seem has been trapped… between the dreams. From there… it took me to a climate where everything appeared to be so familiar, but also bizarre… [as my name has been whispered]. And it wasn't like a murmur with cryptic sounds, but rather gently, wavy, like a sigh, like a… so-so, exact as only love could set it on someone's lips. So, I turned gently, daring to hold, in my arms and to kiss the one who inspired me, and deeply to radiate to it, my tact, my tender, my grace. Thereby, following light's path, anointed willingly in ghostly scent, a dream's been convinced be felt so burnin', so vast, so in you, so in me, so in us.
