in the pink and green of a ritual dream i glide through your bathhouse wand in hand to your shipdeck in the orient of space where you wait with your twin braced silently for your season to come lost in the bermuda trails victim of the morning high sailing with my eyes tightly shut back into affection connection perfection back into a war with you who i love most of all my bermuda waterfall one commanding one nude i undo your calves untouched by my green key you cry out in pink ecstasy pull apart the gates waterfalls on new worlds consequences unknown only faith and it s needless lost in the bermuda trails victim of the morning high sailing with my eyes tighty shut back into affection connection perfection back into a war with you who i love most of all my bermuda waterfall in the deep jungle of forever dreams where your own obsessions are all useless reflections of the unfinished hands in our conscious life you ve lost me forever but i have you my lover