Can you picture our expression as we set our inhibitions free? As we cautiously disrobe with anticipation, can you see that naked vision of we? Can you hear the music you bring to my ears, did you catch that melodic song? The smooth jazz riff of a tenor sax, and the silky voice of Luther crooning along... Can you experience, me? I am asking you to use all your six senses as we step past the uncertainty and over the defenses Can you experience, me? Can you feel the warmth of the sun as it kisses the moon? A lunar eclipse of our thoughts could merge before our reality... soon Will you taste the honey laced elixir as it drips from my mind as you savor that unique blend that remains to be one of a kind? Can you experience, me? While our imaginations run wild thru the fields of lilacs and jasmine does the intoxicating aroma allure you as it lures you unencumbered from within? When the sixth sense resulting from two pairs of third eyes continue to show that somehow, we just, know Can you allow yourself to simply be? Can you allow yourself experience, me?