I slowly indulge
in the warm whispers
and tingling waves
that travel up and down
from around outside
Deep within
an impulse arises
bubbling my
cold red blood
and flesh
This boiling
dark hot lava
might gush out
I hold my breath
and open my eyes
as I feel a rhythm
carry on
This is a wild dream
A dream that is a buffer
full of acids and bases
working together
to resist change
A dream that offers
little dashes
of sweet and sour
of bitter and spice
A dream that is genderless
without bounds
one that produces
and embraces the
never been shattered
