…and if my dreams go insane due to yours, better [calm down] , [take no action...], their digestive system is full of poetry with some flowery and fruity fragrance, infused modish with the elixir of love and orchestrated by nature's music, — [weren't meant to hurt you but relax you] …but if your dreams go insane due to mine, [stay cool] , will be domesticated instantly with some aromatic and savory sensations, enriched elegantly with passion's nectar, well-choreographed by nature's music, and …diffused by my dreams' digestive system [so don't hide any medicine, let dreams drive]

You showed me the bright face of your air , but I, I've felt it shining just on your obscurest side . A   mind 's   borderline voice burst forth inside me. Hopes, entwined, got held tight on both fronts. In the dark in the light, panting and shivering for an idea drawn in the whispers of our spirit. I assumed I did my best, I assumed you did too, but something used all  octaves more than once. In a split second, you were lured inside a vortex . Shift to reverse implied your action at a midnight . Light of abandon in a  lilac wine  was your trophy, [sweet – heady – unsteady], as far as this love is…