Psilocybin Serenade

A belly of butterflies

Danced to the sound

Of harmonica trees

And the violin leaves

Synesthesia bound

To the whispering winds

Of the sweet nothing skies

Playing fungi Fall fiddles

To tempos of riddles

Sensational melodies made in her eyes

Resonant love

In a breath of fresh air

These orchestra waves

In my deepest sea caves

Drifted away to the shores of nowhere

Then bottled-up notes

In time-signature sands

Wrote ballads of blisses

From strawberry kisses

Plucked from the tunes of our heartstring commands

And each nymph and faun

Composed of the Earth

Out of many songs one

And our voice was the sun

Crescendoing to a symphonic rebirth