I

awaken softly, do not shake

yourself from sleep at the price of losing

the sweet remem'brance of the dream

Absorb the distant resonation.

Stay for a while at the in between,

and slowly arch your bosom for

the sky, there is time to spend.

I will wait by your side, watching

as an amorous Pygmalion.

Swim within the resonation.

Concord rings eternal.

II

Oxygenated, it comes always

rythmically, forward or other,

and the beat brings you in

as a subtle music sways

the body, back and forth, and back.

We take the sometime communion

- bread on tounge

- wine to palate

Leaving only the growing beauty

of nothing to think about.

The pulse of escalator and rail

dance with man and woman

and child, as hand

in hand we go with the vassal

consistent, in it's inconsistancy

of rhythm and key

We take the sometime communion

to the artery electric.