Free Lovers’ Fastlane
The car is transing
Lane is waving
Lights are flashing
Stars flickering
Heads spinning
Moon tripping
Perception doors
Infinitely reflected
In lovers eyes
Free fall from canyon
Deep sink in ocean
Bach oboe suites
The boon companion
Voracious grows
My appetite
When fuel ignites
For skin and speed
Chaotic me
In shamanic you
Stripping the night
Is our breakthrough
