Hypnotic Optic

Synergic connection leaves affection.
In the floor, in the spectrum.
And I don't mind making on a bed of leaves.
When you weave a plan,
I'm just curious.

Damn curious.

This Hypnotic optic ,
Blows me up to the center of the amber.

Where no phantom can destroy,

The beautiful soul,
Dancing overjoyed.

It travels so fast.

Desires, regrets.

Mysterious, delirious,

Locked down in the past.

Spin my eyes,

Turn me on.

It's fading out,

I'm hitting the ground.