Moving steadily

I feel like I am living in a fantasy, saying one thing then changing lips gradually, building magically, the music slowly enveloping, women slowly moving in a wave, hips gliding and moving, slowly they approach, quickly I heat up, slowly as the come, sensations are too much to overcome, but what about your principles, they've become so minimal and minuscule, how do you ridicule, and at the change of the face, become all spiritual, I guess, that is the dual, the human face, tainted with joy and hate, with freedom and ignorance, in all its entity, moving slowly inwardly to search for our buried identity, blowing the smoke, clearing the clouds of the mind, silencing the trumpets and  drums, cars, cabs, buses, silence erases ignorance, walking with eyes wide open in a trance, just me and the universe in a dance, one with the flow, as its seeds are planted in my heart, waiting to grow..