There must be something serious,
Frivolity is free,
Our lips meet for all time.
All too sublime.
Mountain passes slice opposing civil clusters,
Clouds immerse both sides,
And we squeal for mumbled echoes,
Deciphering tattoos instead.
Sightings sequestered defy all logic
Night ominously squelching all traces.
Your view, mine.
So aimlessly sloughing vestiges,
Vespid crawlers to antogonize The Essential.
La dee dah.