Through the haze of the smokey lounge,
a voice pierces like clear air,
as the Spirit within you bows to the Spirit within me,
the Spirit within me rises.

The deliciously chaotic rhythms,
the hidden joys of long summer nights,
bring us to the dance of ascension.

Our communications comes by communion,
take of this and eat it.

A beckoning rhythm of satisfaction,
our dynamic is living in a seductive mode,
engagement with the world is celebratory,
knowledge and education is erotic.