Of cause she’ll kiss me…

Of cause she’ll kiss me…
With the palm of her hands curled.
Within an acorns fragmented shell
I shall bridge my dam before it breaks.

And then and only then, I shall break…
Break root like a silver birch.
O’ deep thunder shall drum up a tempest
And scare the nestling black birds there.

In her feverish dark jet black hair
O’ high off… her fallen sinking siren soul
Shall screak and scream of a fire
As our bodies, burn into cinder coal dust.

O’ my branches shall reach out through time
And circle a scarlet heavenly sun
When; we couple with this earth.
O’ our meetings shall be ringed in heaven.

…Withal the branches of humanity.
It’s a gift darling to be kissed by you!
O’ Of cause she’ll kiss me…
O’ Of cause she’ll kiss me…

With the palm of her hands curled.
Within an acorns fragmented shell
I shall bridge my dam before it breaks…
And the waters move on and on…