Ice falls in the tempest
Waves of crystals solidify, suspended by silken thread

The scorpion has stung
The sovereign of passion has flung me
Into her sultry bed

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake

Bewitching me compassionately
In the vanishing horizon
Of a harmonious equinox

In the temple of the burning flame
Are angels whispering my name
Behind my ears and between my curly locks

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake
My love is suspended
Throughout the pluriverse for better or worse
I still dream the dream

The dawn of one world
Is the dusk of another perplexity is the mother
Of the eternal scheme

I dreamt I was dreaming
That I was awake in a dream
Where being awake was real
As was dreaming it would seem
But then.........
I dreamt I had awakened
From a dream that I was awake
Where all dreams are real
And being awake was a mistake

I dreamt I was dreaming...