I’m too wild for you Saturated in music and color
The tapestry I weave is complex
An intramural design
A lost art of the ages
My dance is not for you as I move through grace twisting my life with every step I’m free
. I have the luxury of moving my hips with the sirens song
Surrounded by trade my soul is almost complete
Surrounded by the beauty created by the dreams of us
I wish for love on every shooting star.
Not settling for anything less than stellar.
My strength comes from my Tribe through the collective consciousness and live music
The sound vibration that carries us to rapture