Whirling in circles, that is my game,
Wining and dining, sipping and laughing!
Timing is nothing, but only a name,
After this dance I’ll never be the same!
This is my happiness, running in circles,
Oh, of what else could this life be comprised?
But of two of my dearest and nearest passions,
Colors, like yellows, blues, and purples!
Yesterday, I abandoned logic for freedom,
Left my cocoon when I heard that tune,
I said, let me feel God, and I did,
Then I rose to the moon.