We take flight on wings of glass,
The bonnie sea dreaming ceaselessly,
Your cat-shaped hair a tiara agleam,
The pink sky washed by alpenglow.
Diadem of winter parched on your temple
That phases through the billowy cushions
Aloft, a sprinkle of dawn on your pillow
To kiss the auroras good night.
Daylight enters the morning palanquin,
Awakening our arabesque trellises,
Coaxing them out of their slumber
To lift us over the snowy mountains.
Clouds rise with us to greet the crest,
Where children fly upon white doves,
Singing psalms to the mountain climbers,
Scattered rays of joy upon their faces.
Here there are roads paved by rainbows
Leading to castles built on floating quartz,
Freeways of the liberated transporting
The ascended off the wind torn peaks.
Together we are one, suspended in love,
Entwined in laces of polar passion,
Serenated by children, pianos of peace,
Violins of stellar matrimony, in unison,
Glowing inside a golden chandelier.
The bonnie sea dreaming ceaselessly,
Your cat-shaped hair a tiara agleam,
The pink sky washed by alpenglow.
Diadem of winter parched on your temple
That phases through the billowy cushions
Aloft, a sprinkle of dawn on your pillow
To kiss the auroras good night.
Daylight enters the morning palanquin,
Awakening our arabesque trellises,
Coaxing them out of their slumber
To lift us over the snowy mountains.
Clouds rise with us to greet the crest,
Where children fly upon white doves,
Singing psalms to the mountain climbers,
Scattered rays of joy upon their faces.
Here there are roads paved by rainbows
Leading to castles built on floating quartz,
Freeways of the liberated transporting
The ascended off the wind torn peaks.
Together we are one, suspended in love,
Entwined in laces of polar passion,
Serenated by children, pianos of peace,
Violins of stellar matrimony, in unison,
Glowing inside a golden chandelier.
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