In front of me, like a crystal glass
That if I drop it will vanish into the dust.

My energy is thick but not heavy
Matches the environment.
So sensitive that I feel particles
That I could not perceive otherwise
That by merging with your soul
On another plane and spiritual level.

Precious crystals, reflecting infinitely
"I can't see, but I can feel" I repeated.
Heat that emanates from the lighting?
It's what it has to be...

Soft and...