River Song:

Here, I choose to dream, so I focus with my face in sunlight love. Sound sourced from the stars flows as water, drenching the rhizosphere. We tap in, her web, linked like our own, she orchestrates, effortlessly 

With eyes born in the hive, know we are change. Oh yeah, oh yeah. 

Yes, thank you my friend. This connection, is nourishing both of our forms. Closely I'll hold, your high colors. I love how I learn more each time. I see her. She's flying, reaching. And oh the taste, it's living. 

Breath and stream, the keys you need. Oh man I feel this one, an enveloping state of bliss. Charged with this churning current, I consciously create. 

In this space, we reach across and find were more the same, then we ever knew. We grow together, we know our parts, you know my roots, I know your heart. You sing and breath, life out for me. And it shapes me. Oh man I love this art. 

Fractaling outwardly, focused now on the passion. Deep within her canopy, I remain, ever growing.