With a foot on the ground
Take a step on this loon
Let’s transcend to the light
Of the caramelized moon….
From the mighty crescent
We’ll scoop off a piece
Through the ladder
We’ll sneak in between the delicacies….
Then with the wind
And with the subtle whiff of the beverage
We’ll sail on the threads of dwindling tides
Cycling straight to the next stage….
Where the two of us would dance, rhythmically
To the ripples of the dripping rain
And with the floating sound of the flute
Our consciences would free themselves from pain
At the end of this coaster
We’ll slowly commute through my heart
To a world with a view of joviality
Which would never fall apart