Amour Island

My feet of love walk on the rain bed of your spirit

Down the proof of music, tunes set me ready in sprint

Learning land of the moon

Coached rays of the sun.

Nibiru within my earth find soothing electrical cells-chord-tial

Working with powered puzzling plugs of laurel

Each drop set me space wildly 

Raw tasty textured yeah of pleasure in aquamarine.

Yeah! Yeah! As unnumbered days and unnamed dates 

Sweet dates gait with gallant freight through pulsing ace

Oh my love, blow with the wind, as gesticulation of the waves 

Flow slow, by toes of darling glow, aloe, and Eau craving staves.

I would melt into groups of seven as heaven 

Lifting the curtain of fortune as leaven with the sudden ocean

In nature, I would lay lost in them for astral host and toast

Crust of my boasts will be dosed by most coasts, sweet oast of ost.