Take My Hand We Are To Dance In the Stars

take my hand we are to dance in the stars it is a whirlwind in its arms as we glide thru they will dance in a tiara of suns adorning you now lift your hand, turn in a balance as we glide thru nebulas the newly forming stars mix in your hair as rubies capturing that red seductive glow the essence you are i so adore drawn to the center a black hole becomes weak interacting massive particles to the gravity in your eyes i am held in your arms as such as we escape the event horizon we are now free to continue in eternity this is not a dream it is the next phase waiting when we escape this mortal coil there are a trillion galaxies and upon your dance ticket i am the only name wise men say only fools dream but if you look at Raphael's School of Athens, there are only men i prefer the dreams i have in your arms OKC 9/22