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