Pinnacle
Orange flavors of you
I dare not remove
I want their residue
To tickle the ends of my tongue
For as long as your memory holds
From a nearby chair
I drink in milky observations
Of your life
Too rejected to play
A lowly role on the same stage
With you
I merely dream
With eyes wide open
On wishful thoughts
That include
Firelight
And soft pillows
And falling snow
And catching kisses
And distant dwellings
Which no one could find
But you and I
The golden constellations
Would guide us
With sacred gentility
To our own family garden
And in our family garden
And I would be the gardener
And you would be the soil
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
Yeah, it's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
It's all I ever needed
Deep in your cool, dark folds
I would dig my fingers
Into your touch
Immersing myself into
Your agriculture
And then on patient knees
Hand in hand
I'd wait beside you
Evermore
To witness the abundant harvest
Of your bosom
Blooming orchards
Flowing rivers of flower petals
Cornucopias of vegetation
A bouquet of bell's flowers
Nectar running over
That tastes as sweet
As your essence
Honey-filled copulations
And in all of your garden's splendor
Each vision of beauty
Unbounded
Reflects the image of you
Of you
Of you
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And yet
Hollow and shallow
Is my faith
In these night-coming illusions
I have read the engravings
Of your voice
And your message is chiseled
On my marble-colored sleeve
It is before me always
Like the stars
Too distant to touch
And caress
But near enough to tease
And strum my heart strings
With the tune of their twinkling glory
Alas
I comprehend the language
Of rejection
Too well
But the dream
The dreamy whispers of you
And me
Speaks louder than
Any sound
My heart will ever hear
And thus
I dream on
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And thus
I dream on
I dare not remove
I want their residue
To tickle the ends of my tongue
For as long as your memory holds
From a nearby chair
I drink in milky observations
Of your life
Too rejected to play
A lowly role on the same stage
With you
I merely dream
With eyes wide open
On wishful thoughts
That include
Firelight
And soft pillows
And falling snow
And catching kisses
And distant dwellings
Which no one could find
But you and I
The golden constellations
Would guide us
With sacred gentility
To our own family garden
And in our family garden
And I would be the gardener
And you would be the soil
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
Yeah, it's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
It's all I ever needed
Deep in your cool, dark folds
I would dig my fingers
Into your touch
Immersing myself into
Your agriculture
And then on patient knees
Hand in hand
I'd wait beside you
Evermore
To witness the abundant harvest
Of your bosom
Blooming orchards
Flowing rivers of flower petals
Cornucopias of vegetation
A bouquet of bell's flowers
Nectar running over
That tastes as sweet
As your essence
Honey-filled copulations
And in all of your garden's splendor
Each vision of beauty
Unbounded
Reflects the image of you
Of you
Of you
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And yet
Hollow and shallow
Is my faith
In these night-coming illusions
I have read the engravings
Of your voice
And your message is chiseled
On my marble-colored sleeve
It is before me always
Like the stars
Too distant to touch
And caress
But near enough to tease
And strum my heart strings
With the tune of their twinkling glory
Alas
I comprehend the language
Of rejection
Too well
But the dream
The dreamy whispers of you
And me
Speaks louder than
Any sound
My heart will ever hear
And thus
I dream on
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And one pinnacle
Underneath the sun, man
It's all I ever wanted
And one touch
From a hand to hold
Yeah, it's all I ever needed
And thus
I dream on
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Barrionuevo
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