Small Tid-Bits These Days

Could we engage further through attempting light Can the light make us kiss under the sun again Should we be so close that the gravity hurts Akin to two massive bodies that split each other in half (Saturn and Jupiter) Will the love of self be overshadowed by a greater sense Of the perfect need to be amazing Do we move with the motivation of the gods Has the new language made sense to no one As the wind moves across the frontal lobe The cortex keeps it incredible A fifth dimensional kiss within a dream