you massage the universe's spine, the way you twirl through time and leave shadows on the sun my love is the windsong if it were up to me i'd never die if it is up to me i'll die tomorrow a thousand times in an hour just to live seven minutes later if it is up to me the sun will never cease to shine and the moon will never cease to glow and i'll dance a million tomorrow's in the sun rays of the moon waves and bathe in the yesterdays of days to come ignoring all of my after thoughts and preconceived notions if it is up to me ...it is up to me and thus, is my love untainted eternal the wind is the moon's imagination wandering it seeps through cracks ripples the grass explores the unknown my love is my soul`s imagination how do i love you? ...imagine.