I invoke you now and always
You are my need for every will
Your authentic shrine is in every cell
Imagination and creation now begin
It is all debauchery
at the highest level
Understanding is one and
instincts are the other thing
You are a creativity
in the subconsciousness
Mother Nature is to blame
for everything
In those eyes there is a longing with
more tales
Enlighten the space, forget the time
Close your eyes and search
for the look
In silence filled with contacts
with oneself