Written by: Mark Snyder

walking on a see of sand,tripping on a plant
flying like an eagle,are you here as i am
sitting, moving through the stars by day,
a maiden does her dance of fire
the wind blows across her flesh,
hugging her form,creates desire
let my fingers be the wind
two spirits bind to make a way
to create a love that has no sin
together moving through the day,
I can not tell you how I feel
but I can show you with one clue,
I'd give my life ,this passing day
to just be born inside of you.