She looks at me and I begin:
I electric you.
Ultral low frequency resonance,
the kind of hum eternity makes at the base of spines.
I see us fiberoptic flesh in a tornado of trade winds.
A typhoon schooner
with central nervous system rigging.
Bare blood vesselss sails high and
information is blowing hard in this magick mirror whirlpool.
Stirring a blue storm of hot magick
in the belly of La Mer, the whale.
The great humpback queen of the thoughtocean
who lit the consciousness fire with her song.
Her aria is now full of healing potions
and a lotus whose petals surroung our whirlwind.
All harmonic,
All polyphonic,
I electric you.