Tripping as The Sun Rises

When the light of the morning sun
breaks through the window seal
upon seas of shattered prisms
glimmering with the holiness of one faint dream
too far away to even remember
And introspected lovers dance in the moonlight
blinded by the joy of their own youth
as they seal their fates to chemicals built in their own minds
Flying they said
it would be lovely
but thinking again it couldn't possibly be like this, could it?
We were sent out in this world to love,
but we got so mixed up in introductions that we died
but at least we can say we died together...