Slow Dance by Final Perigee

"every touch you give
lives in my skin
I feel the tide from my heart
blood making me spin

hold onto my hand
pull me back from my wandering if you can
we're so alone with each other
making every moment count

(friend, pull me closer than that
make us more than)

Friends, family gather 'round
Ceremonial; arbitrary
but we're ready

we vow
never separate
heaven's blessed set
fate met when we met; we're ready"

• Experimental
• avant garde
• improvisation
• misc
• Fresno