The Most Like Rumi

I know how to stop time
It isn't a crime
I'm studying my stars
I'm older than quasars

I talk to you telepathically
I kiss you holographically
Just to be safe
You locate me psychedelically
You find me laughing comically
At the cosmic waif

The birds were fed their seeds today
They had themselves a feeding frenzy

Inside a flying saucer
A teacup clinks its saucer
One alien over-shared
And one was overly scared
Have another cuppa coffee dear
We have nothing to fear (nothing to fear)

Jalal al-Din Muhammad Balkhi
Named this existence fantasy
In my fantasy you and me see who between us
Can write poetry the most like Rumi
The secret way to stop time
Is bring your mouth closer to mine
And pull me to you while I pull you to me
And me

Words all try to fly away
From the writing frenzy

It takes a long time
To make the climb
Maybe to arrive
Takes not being alive

Jalal al-Din Muhammad Balkhi
Named this existence fantasy
In my fantasy you and me see who between us
Can write poetry the most like Rumi
The secret way to stop time
Is bring your mouth closer to mine
And pull me to you while I pull you to me
And me
Jalal al-Din Muhammad Balkhi
Named this existence fantasy
In my fantasy you and me see who between us
Can write poetry the most like Rumi
The secret way to stop time
Is bring your mouth closer to mine
And pull me to you while I pull you to me
And me and me
Yeah
To me and me
To me and me
(Jalal al-Din Muhammad Balkhi
Named this existence fantasy)



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Davis Jr.
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