Our You is the same
The bowels of
Meyu*
Live in the bowels of
Yume*
How different people
Stare now
Seeing beauty and holiness
Burning their eyes
Gripping their pinks
Almost impossible to vision
Us apart
For We walk as
One unit
During the day
I make love to Yume*
Where I sit
Yume* constantly know
I move through Yume*
Like a transfusion
Arousing excitement
The evening patiently waits
To return the favor

*Asterisk word(s) are found on the glossary page.