Looking for your face where it could never be.. I'm following a trail that only I can see.. Raising waves of heat.. I press on in tiny bursts of speed..
Dull afternoon. Pale evening sun. I'm as tense as. A high noon run. I'm gonna cross that bridge. When I come to it. Getting over. Stepping up. I'm at the end of a stretch.
The bliss of the wild. The dark heat of your body. Black in the blackness around me. The fallacy of a dream. . The bliss of the wild. The dark raging tide.