silk vine

Once I turned into the light

Enough it seems to find you’re all I need.

The gifts from a dream.

A flooding of love drifts out to sea.

It cries to me.

Assemble lone notes to build another life.

Tri, sqaure, tooth, and sine.

Silk vine agleam at dawn or the eve.

If ever a knight’s true right set free,

‘Tis of thee.

(Solo)

Out I’ve burned into the bright.

A small speck in the night.

Starlight supreme.

It cycles in streams.

Surrealist love bursts from the seams.

It flies to me, “ascend alone.”

Hope would birth another life.

Laid bare in the shrine.

Silk vine agleam at dawn or the eve.

And never a night skips by the dream.

‘Tis of thee.

(Solo)