Don't Tell Me How To Whirl

Moons and planets, don't tell me how to whirl.You have your dance, I have mine.If everyone would just stop trying to live in harmonywe could stumble like drunken pilgrims,laughing and lifting each other up, every friend a fallen stranger.I'm not you, you're not me.Love laughs at non-duality.Its because we have nothing in common that we taste some erotic fiery juice pressed from wingless