What would you, beyond the spirit, a life of pure flesh, come to desire?

Do you know how attached to this flesh
Our soul reflects desires?

What would you, beyond the spirit, a life of pure flesh

Come to desire?

There is a light unending
A spirit as if a soul is remembering
Becoming, yet bound in tides

The thoughts of another body
You are alone in this thought
Spirit, spirit, spirit
Bound into flesh

It is a guise, like a dream
Won't show you how easy it could be
With one breath, one love
Of those things I will deny you

It is not my intent to make worlds or dreams a simple passage. These ways will truly lead to isolation and false givings.