I find myself upon a lurching  cloud,
Mists of dreams and homeless desires swirl.
Ere long I extend towards the rich curls,
All the while knowing the whirlpool  beneath.

An inner panic crunches my weak flesh
But entranced, enthroned I in bliss and mighty
'Gainst the pummeling of reality
Alone I stand, together we struggle.

Alone I cry, together we hearten.
Alone you read, together we create.