I cannot explain

Unless I compare it all to sound

Because our holding

Hands while I give you time

Is a litany of volcanic hymn

While the flavor of our

Just letting the river of darkness

Take over our car is

A beat shaking the speakers and

Laying down with you for a nap

Is the glazed golden voices of a

Choir that grasps your mind

Yet the best is when you

Open up and tell me how you

Feel and think

Sounds like a classical start

Of a song that enlightens

Like the gates of heaven opening up

And a most holy

Rain of notes

Arrive like kisses