it’s saturday morning, two lovers bask in their kiss
two lovers bask in their kiss - so perfect
it’s saturday morning, an atom splits
an atom splits off in the distance - my coffee drips
the sunlight is thrashing, colored clouds dazzling
bodies awakening, like butter they’re melting
the night air is thrashing, fireworks crashing
bodies are dancing, like butter they’re melting
into each other (but not forever)
stripped of oblivion, my arm reaches the sun
reaches peaks of the earth no hand ever has touched
and i’m stripped of oblivion
yet when the universe collapses
you’ll tell me you don’t understand it
but i’m stripped of oblivion
so let your smashed spirits shatter your ego and power
obtained to be scattered, to be free from clouded love
and allow the great earth to drip through your mind
and let it kiss you
and i’m stripped of oblivion

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