Twilight is dripping into my heart
Sun’s richness in the land of love
Wistfully comet searches for nova’s hand
Dying purple sticks yearning to the satellite
My desire for you
You gentle light ...
Seas of clouds darken bright rooms
Hot tears are breaking windows of pain
Swelling dusk with leaden shadows chain
Nova will save the comet you will see ...
Here again ...
Night eyes follow the helluva guy
The hermit slumbers easily going
Comet must not make love to nova
But maya has promised love promised love to you