4th Dimensional Transition

I feel your racing heart. My liquid, silver parts extended. These waves aren't far apart. Black gold in clawfoot tarps, unchanging. I am fire; where's my form? Whisper crimson; I intrude. There's light beneath your eyes. New overtones in view. Endless form, endless time. If what they say is true, you are a shadow in the fourth dimension. To float away with you, we see the corners where nothing happens. While we drifted we were one. Ceilings lifted; walls were gone. You speak the language of the plenty, fluttered things. All your leaves were meant for me. The love that every person wants to be. Stuck together, I don't like revealing secrets. I'll live inside your lips if you won't laugh. I'm leaving hands on rotten fruit at last. Fallow fingers, there's a surface I can count on. She'd fit inside my heart and take it over, Till her cape got blown into my red, red lungs Either there's a purpose, or I'm heading out at breakfast. Take a drink, take a drag. One more coffee, ugly hat. No more mirrors, woolen bag. And I am gone.