Be treading light - ever lightly -
Going soft - with magic treads -
Uniting souls invisibly -
Weaving golden, magic threads
Imparting peaceful music softly -
Upon all hearing heads -
Angels flair - for exquisite blare -
Is art from which divinity doth stare -

Would demons - dwell - amongst us -
They would to - illusion - shill -
Rendering all Beauty Earth - sweet - has -
As devoid of thrill - passion killed -

Summoned - from a wicked heart -
In which - no flowers grown -
Doth - creed of hell impart -
Unto inferior spirit known -

Strive thee - to snare a poet?
Unto thine bewitching hands?
Ferrying her - on sweet seismic seas -
Right - to passion's sands?

Dare thee to trap - between thine teeth -
A riotous - sensuous belle?
Whom for portent - plotting - had been beneath -
Plummeted - to hell

Did thou fathom a sadness?
To sense - a sorry fate -
Insidious - incepted cruel -
By hate - insatiate -

Dwelling deep - in divine dalliance -
Immortal thou - with sublime friend -
Heart commit - in solidarity and alliance -
Truth heaven dare not forfend -

A confederacy - of Love -
We are citizens - betrothed -
Seeking light - on which spirits rove -
To eschew hell we loathed -

Passion - our province -
Bliss - our barony -
Love - our latitude -
Divinity - our diocese -

My mind - moves - to a rhythm -
Drummed up by Angel true -
As sweet harps knell - enchant with purest spell -
I plump my rear - on passions pews -
The music soothe a malady -
Salve to sullied bruise -
Consist within the tender melody -
All which minds amuse -

Farthest heaven fruitions - sweet -
A dream to which we run -
Like unencumbered horses -
To realm beyond belief -
Dwell deep in cosmic sun -
Creep to zephyr divine -
Gold - beautiful - trapped in its teeth -
Then to cosmic churning -
Burns with passion rare -
Drumming up a blare -
Doth stir a little tear -

Lust for - honeyed glow -
Oh! We don't fathom -
From whence we came - to which we go

All that you are consists in the giving of Love
You do commit what Gold you find because it generously find you
World an indivisible sum of the treasures of its golden grove
In which foibles and follies the righteous mind eschew
Passion stalks the night for Dreams and Dreams feed off passion
Minds are made to bear aloft the ferocious flame
Love - enigmatic and exquisite chemical reaction
Which imbues the soul with grand golden frame
Your Heart is yours, you a symbol of compassion
May vigorous be the feeling till thine blood runs hot
Fusing elegant ecstasies in deep nuclear fission
When Love a blood jet in thy veins doth brilliant beauty beget

Your tuneful aura had me in thrall
Doth disarm a cynics wall
Inspiring with his March of peace
In him the light of love apace
Rainbows shine in spite of faith
Suns blaze in spite of eyes embrace
The world is good and good is true
And more good for the life of you
You are a beacon of hope and joy
Could inspire the rise and fall of Troy
With heavens light imbued
For your tuneful aura this one wooed
More callous souls to you rude
But in their bitterness you never stewed
Because, you, borne aloft, on aspiring wing,
Lennon lives, fated to sing.