In parallel universes of black and white with Technicolor dreams in-between br The lady Sara surfaces just above the rest with soft and ancient breath br To calm and smooth my venture's rippled boundaries br Wherein I have only come this far with so much left to go beyond the fold br The lady Sara has seen and done it all before and informs me well br For I am the ever constant naysayer of a twice bitten and poisoned man br Forgetful that we all are capable if we can survive the initial shock of letting go br Ya anal retentive as I may be… I try and try to release my inner self br Only to find that a diet full of fruits and fiber doesn’t really help br A constipated and bound personality such as me br To free his bowels br Of the crap that binds the world to the other stars br But the lady Sara….