She Touches

isolation comforts me in this landscape

a new color of dreams walks with me

in this wasteland of nocturnal birth

now

feeling

movement

in the center of ecstasy

 

(she can) touch me

she can (touch me)

 

on and on into one now here within me

the grip of exploration tightens around the virus of need

the darkness of invention supplies the demand

now

living

eternal

into the center of vanity

 

she can (touch me)

(she can) touch me

 

she touches (everything inside) the palace of excess

 

notes of the deepest blue wash over me

peering into the oceans of madness

exploring the strength of my will

now

intense

volcanic

 

she can (touch me)

(she can) touch me

 

life explodes from my soul

as the glow of my insanity burns

all mysteries unwoven and scattered about the universe

now

forever

touching

without ever being here

 

(she touches) everything inside the palace of excess