Under sulfur skies
The drunken tides
Will pull us in
Unfolding
But not breathing
Upon your breast
I'll rest my head
In laziness
Gestating
Just dreaming
But not breathing
My swallowed tongue
My wounded dove
Your eyes are mine
Occluding
We're sinking
Just drifting
Not breathing
Releasing
In shallow ponds
Within your palm
There lies a mind
Dissolving
Not seeing
Unfolding
Not thinking
Releasing
Not breathing
