The sun inside me is dying -
Fires running dry -
Cosmic flame of divinest spark
In my spirit's sky -
Slowly losing lustre
Sullied by the world -
And my foolish blusters -
To a devil I have shilled

Lovers - Swell - With ecstacy
Can the deep joys fathom -
With wanton wiles - With magic smiles -
Embrace the sweetest passion:
Lapping at the fountain
From whence the floods of desire
Go trickling over Lover's dale
I will pluck him all the flowers
That flourish on the vale

An exquisite ethos in his face
Too joyous for little heart as my own
Butterflies do ballet in my stomach
Sweeping, soaring overgrown -
His rubric of compassion -
To inferior spirit shown

O Beauty, thou art the tallest tree
In the jungles and forests of my desire
Dwelling under thy far spread canopy
I muse and verse upon thee until I tire
Upon thy natural, enchanting sight
Thy sweet and tempting, illustrious wiles
Which immerse my Heart in sheer delight
An undulating ocean of unchartered miles
Prithee Love, impart the knowledge
Of your overgrown and unkempt heart
In jungles of joy I go to forage
Intrepid, I, diligent, depart
     When my lovelorn spirit is shown your treasure
     It is vindicated for its endeavour

The other night she had a dream
A vision vivid and supreme
A lucid dream upon a beam
That an Angel came to play

Although they only met that day
She knew instinctively their paths were crossed
A mutual truth on Hearts embossed
Where have you been 'til now: Lost

She's shut off because Love had cost
Unable to reach her Heart's fruition
Adding to the weight of her contrition
Dampening her Heart's ambition

She dwells deep in the superstition
That her intentions are poisonous, impure
And doesn't know what is hurting more
That she fixated when she adored

Or lost dignity when she implored
Hurling herself at an enchantment
Prisoner of passion's encampment
Destined to never find contentment

Her passion has no control, no government
But the Angel perceives her artful love
Singing for spectres that soar above
An image on which the mind can rove

The spirit is their treasure trove
A paradise and kingdom it is
A sanctuary, enveloped in bliss
Touched by Lover's kiss

No words, but glances, shared in tryst
An understanding nontheless reached
A yearning mind that wants to be teached
By Love, to alleviate that Heart ached

Her destiny and fate have been watched
But with Angel she wants to rebel
And stick her fingers up to hell
To fathom Love and in there dwell

Can think of nothing quite as swell
They traverse the wild, unchartered tracks
Find what their spirit lacks
For divinest bliss they have the knack

No more feeling beaten blue and black
Speechless with Love for Angel's soul
She is enchanted, enamoured, enthralled
The conspiracy her mind appalled

Felt as though her spirit felled
But the music of better way had knelled
And towards it she had, free, sailed
Heralding it in her music, a dream she hailed

Rejoice! Rejoice! For the bardic voice
Is born again in innocent infant souls
The magical ludic spirit does entice
Their stainless minds, rapt in thrall
From whence does this purest passion come
Its origin is unaccounted for
But it's magic music they happy hum
And to cynical, jaded souls implore
     O, the babes of the world rejoice
     I love to hear their tender voice

One day I will become a beautiful siren
Cascading bright, adorned with pearls
Capturing souls with sonorous song
Most bewitching of the magick girls

Moored atop a craggy shore
As enchanting Noon is awash the sky
Beauty of the Sea, by poets adored
My spellbound spirit flies

Its pays me swell to sit and dwell
Awaiting fresh visitors from fresh horizons
One day I'll become Siren and transcend hell
On my tongue a song emblazoned

With words you crushed the essence of my existence
Reducing, diminishing me to your evil yoke
My murdered psyche had to put up resistance
So it entertained me for days with the cosmic joke
Armed with the hand that God gave me
I was able to transcend my piercing pain
Lay the foundations of a new beginning
And start my Self all over again
To think that you thought you were winning
That you had me scalped
When I got the new beginning
For having had divinest help
    O insight nourishes my mind
    After psychic assault unkind

There is nothing left of this Love but a hollow husk
All its fulsome fruits have withered and perished
Casts upon my heart a twilight, a dank dusk
For loss of all that's treasured, cherished
Availed of nothing, my Heart goes rueful
Disenchanted, in to the ambiguous night
At least in Love I had been truthful
Had dug deep and put in the fight
Now I verse on sunless sky
Bereft of its rivers and fires of gold
No enchanting sounds go like ribbons by
No magick in my heart unfolds
     But I think you have done me a favour
     By making sure this dalliance over

Ever, ever lovingly
I went joyful, smitten
By the ***** mouth of Love
I had been sorely bitten
The path I followed was a dance
Enamoured of thy blisses
Waltzing in enchanting trance
When magic strikes it never misses
Ever, ever lovingly,
I went joyful, true
But now I rue this journey
For it does not feel kin to you

There is a devil who is on my case
In time he'll make me lose my mind
On fluent hooves he is apace
With Janus-face, he shows me he's kind
Going ever treacherous
He weaves magick 'gainst my flame
Yet on his truths I, hungry, dined
I think he plans to have my Heart framed
All I know of Love is loss
Yielding to defeat, I sigh
Love unattainable as the grace of albatross
Soaring elusive in the sky
He made me have a heart attack
The world goes cold, from gold to black

The people's poet is a high priest
Engorged on Nature's cosmic feast
Ordained in marvellous mystery
Distilling stunning sense from history
He sings the song that has the words
Coralled in to multitudes of herds
All lined up like sitting ducks
Dabbling in love's weird, arcane luck
Like a curious, learning bard

O luscious goddess of the clouds
Your divine flame is cast in shrouds
You were born of the great cosmic churning
For you I am a spirit burning
A mythos, your majesty is told in lore
Nonetheless real enough to adore
I devote my heart's prayer to you
From me to you it goes diligent, true
From mortal to heavenly shores

On wizened, ancient sands a riddle
With which it helps to start from middle
Told on demon tongue with ambiguity
Answer concealed with ingenuity
The words are mirrors to the truth
Nonetheless, the truth, aloof
One feels the Sphinx trapped a snare
To beckon foolish souls to lair
Eternal plaything of her mouth

With Lion's haunch, and human head
The Sphinx from which the riddle bled
She is treacherous, cold and callous
Spiteful, sour and merciless
Devouring those who aren't suffice
To understand, they pay with life
A spectre one never wants to pass
For devoured are the uncynical, uncryptic class
Because the gods and fate aren't nice

Amidst fire, flies cosmic sparks
A sight at which my spirit harks
Through fire cosmic power sung
Articulated on scintillating tongue
The guardian of the divine flame
Who awakens spirits, sleeping, lame
With molten lance, searing spirit
A snake through spine, feeling vivid
The ghostly self is slain

Amidst molten skies, go thunder bolts
On their sound my spirit dotes
The thunderous applause of lightning
Has potency is such it's frightening
A bolt of melody struck my head
When all the sorry world dropped dead
Awakening the tune inside
The salve to my spirit supplied
After it had bled

One ruby Sun my gorgeous idol
Nourishing the flowers bridal
Feeding flowers, tending seed
Giving care in hour of need
Giver of life, I honour you
You are a sacred spirit true
The most majestic of all fires
Worthy to be sung on lyres
For your touch I grew

Take my heart and eat it whole
It's beseeching, begging to be had
I've cast myself in to Lover's role
And have taken it seriously a tad
I would hurl it hard at you
To be trapped between your teeth
Would be a pleasure sure and true
The blisses shocking me to death
My heart gestates in harmony with passion
Enamoured of thy enchanting charms
Compelled to exquisite action
Keeping the fulsome flame warm
    I hurl it hard and pay my dues
    To passion, I, enchanted, carouse

The Musician has a cantering lilt -
Like horses astir
Tis muse's buoyant love song
Accentuated whir -
Without fault or flaw
It begs the heart to adore
And beseech for more

When sounds knell out - joy strikes
Like thunder bolt to head
Song bonds to mind
An endearing tune
To which hearts swoon
Sensing soul refined

You are as gorgeous as the Saint of Love
Thy mouth is the distillery of immortal gifts
Thy spirit bonny, beau as turtle dove
Pouring down treasures from the rift
Of thy mind's heaven, a paradise
A kingdom to me and treasure is
One peep in to its climes suffice
To foster deepest passions bliss
I quail and cry in the knowledge
That you hold me in low esteem
I exit passions magnificent stage
Ashamed for what I feel and dream
    O I had been uncynical
    But they gloated to see me fall

I'd love to live for the lust of life
To lust of life I'd be captive wife
I'd fly enamoured in to every day
Going my enchanted way
Fathoming feelings serene and pleasant
Touched by feelings iridescent
I'd ravish pleasures sweet and coy
Enchanted of the cosmic joy
Revealed supreme magnificent

But ball and chain wrap my spirit up
My passion waiting to erupt
Overwhelmed by thoughts and fears
And all my awful stresses, tears
My mortal suffering I can't transcend
I fear to it there'll be no end
I'd love to live for the lust of life
To lust of life I'd be captive wife
But first I must make my spirit mend

Besides me there's a charming figure
Who makes my spirit feel brazen, bigger
I don't know from whence this soul came
But for its presence my own feels brewed, aflame
Paths that cross on Heart emboss
A truth that soars like albatross
My morbid mind is struck and sparked
By piercing way their spirit harked
Each word knells and impresses

But deep down I have sharp perceived
The rankest thing they have believed
Constructing of me a shallow image
No suasion to show them it's a mirage
The rumour's rife, it can't be helped
To be given that X I could have yelped
They regretfully think the tragedy is me
When it's that they wallow in falsity
And think they have me scalped

Betwixt the trees, phantom looms
Snares with pipe, my spirit blooms
Beckoning with divine embrace
A beacon of exalted grace
To and fro her spirit glides
Comes inside, two lights collide
We digress with dancing feet
Two sure and kindred spirits meet
Embarking on magic ride

How could I be enamoured of doubt
Now we've met I am devout
Devotee of thy myriad blisses
Thy sweet and succulent tender kisses
Borne aloft on divine zephyr
That effuses from otherworldly ether
Swept up in a hurricane
That rolls and waves across the plane
Of one reality to another

You stoke and kindle my spiritual lust
In your form and truth I trust
Bathed in your fulsome luscious beauty
You are my wandering spirit's entreaty
Towards new day we meandering go
Dreaming, rocking to and fro
I'm walking with more spirit on
No longer wicked, wan or lovelorn
My surest soul self shows

Prithee, Prithee, Queen of rites
Whose Pagan beauty scares the Kings
Let us fix upon your splendid sight
Hear the song your spirit sings
Let our feet, with wayward trances
Feel with the rhythm of your romances

Prithee, Prithee, Queen of forest
Whose Heathen powers charm and snare
Let us see your garland flourish
Enamour us of the beauty there
Then with joy we'll go grander
Rapt by you as we meander

You grow flowers in the garden of my heart
Tending to every fledgling blossom
Allowing the luscious light of love to impart
A clarion call to exquisite action
The blooming flower rosy flourishes
In every periphery
O ruby Sun, the truth of its Love nourishes
Light is the spirit's entreaty
O Love you plant the healing flower
That soothes and quells my fear and stress
It has exquisite power
For it I feel blessed
    O Light of Love, for you I need
    Bend to teach me, a woeful seed

With ears attuned I am beloved of your babble
The blisses numinous, transcending time
Sings loud and clear above the rabble
The charm in to my heart chimes
Although I know you have constructed an image
Of me in your mind, rather thoughtlessly
I have no suasion to let you know it's a mirage
So I'll let you wallow in that falsity
You think you know what I think I am
Presumptuous and rude
I ask to get off passion's tram
Wondering why I ever brewed
    I go looking, for other babble
    Disillusioned amongst the rabble

It's lust - like a lassoo
An ancient bond- that ties
Accentuates - Love - beautiful
And above and beyond - what's normal
Flustered- as Rabbit

Hearts- when the spark -
Stoke the Soul - fledgling, true -
A flame - devoid of care -
Unto - a mocking audience -
It begs for air

I beg of you to let me go
I fear of us we'll come to harm
Although I know your spirit warm
And deep, endearing your charm

Instead, my dear, I beg of you
To let me fly with my sisters
Who'll quell and soothe my spirit's blisters
With balm of Love, passion's mixture

You're blessing but you see me cynical
Cast ghosts on me, that make me cold
The judgement my mind appalled
As if I had been cut down, felled

Bestow the act of greatest kindness
And sever the yoke around my Heart
Let me, curious, depart
And my future start

O how do I master my own mind
Capricious, fickle creature
How do I turn it pure and kind
Enhance its truest nature
O how do I master my romping heart
Attached to all that touches it
It wants to be cast in Love's drama and play a part
When a Heart waltzes past I want to ****** it
But to be captive to my passions
Is not healthy or clever
To be guided by exquisite compassion
Should be at the heart of my endeavour
    O how do I master my own mind
    Where do the wisdom of self I find

With her wanton magick, she is the Empress of Hearts
An awesome sight atop the throne of Love's paradise
Yielding to the vivacious vision my spellbound spirit harks
Her enchanting beauty and auras entice
Would our heartz waltz together in time
I'd be enamoured of her forever
She's the poets muse, the thing sublime
The zenith of poet's endeavour
Famished of Love for years I search
And find her when I'm not looking
I Love her even in Love's dearth
Her majesty is shocking
    O when she raises her tender voice
    All the babes of the world rejoice

My world is more than the illusion of my self
The possibilities are manifold
Although it left me in vain and fickle health
I can transcend and walk the path of gold
Those who see it, the grand illusion
Judge me superficially
Enamouring themselves of the same delusion
Taking me cosmetically
Not getting the real soul self beneath
They capture and devour me like foxes
I flutter like a falling leaf
Fitting me in to their labels, boxes
Not caring for my heart's vocation
Nor its passions, or creations

Atop a clam, divinest pearl!
invites me to peer, enchanting girl
eyes fluttering and beckoning
casts sweetest spell, magic, enchanting
a magnificent array of colour
ripples through her enveloping aura
towards her my rapt mind swims
in her sight my spirit chimes
throughout the days and hours

Mermaid makes the heart gestate
Makes my spirit feel elate
I want my heart to waltz with hers
Out of its spiritual bars
Upon the shores we'd frolic, play
Soothing, quelling fear, dismay
With her I am engorged on bliss
Touched by the light of luck's kiss
All throughout the day

O Mermaid Queen, they doubt thy truth
A kind of beauty rare, forsooth
But 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 heaven's light imbued

My Heart came alive again today
But it was only a tease
Nonetheless I soaked up the magic
Until the moment fleed
I learn you've learned about me
Though you've only heard one side
Nonetheless that you jumped to attack
Made the magic in my heart die
Nonetheless I'm still enamoured
Just of the world beyond your snare
I'll go dreaming, rocking to and fro
Finding a spirit my wounds to bear

From the ***** of God, multitudes of visions cascade
In to the peripheries of consciousness
Epiphanies herded in to magnificent parade
Fulsome in all their lusciousness
Which God it is is not always clear
But the form of her Beauty is sharp and sure
The enchantment grows as she dances ever near
Consists in her blessing perfect care, cure
Bursting out of the hinterlands of repressed psyche
She, spirited, splendid, dances
Sweeter than peaches or lychee
In enamouring trances
     O form of forms, your beauty sharp
     I honour you on lofty harp

To my mind appears strange and devilish apparitions
Phantoms of sight and touch and sound
Adding to the weight of my fear and contrition
Reverberating in ghostly philharmonics all around
Sometimes they sing, rejoice exultant
Bearing aloft the awesome truth
At times their manners are errant, truant
And they squash me with cold, judgmental hoof
At times they push me to the brink of tears
At times I'm dancing with joy in the street
They are the source of my pain and fears
But the source of my dreams so sweet
     O voices, are you evil or kind
     Do you reflect duality of my mind

I'm at your side, Love, I'm at your side
My Heart is begging for your attention
Why should seeking that be a thing of contention?
To you my truest words abide
I'm at your side, Love, I'm at your side

I'm at your side, Love, I'm at your side
I'm tired of trapsing the labyrinth
And exalting you on passion's plinth
I wish I could go, retreat and hide
But I'm at your side, Love, I'm at your side

I'm at your side, Love, I'm at your side
There's nothing left for me to say
I wish that I could have my way
But I'll be cynic expecting love to, away, glide
When I'm at your side, Love, at your side

Marx was a poet who sung in divinely wrought cadences
If I'd have been alive then I'd have begged to have been acquaintances
A creator-icon who remade the world in the image of his heart's genius
Attesting to his mind's pure telos, it's generosity and cleanness
He revolutionised Love in to a radical democracy between souls
The superfluous bourgeois emotion with its poverty appals
He knew Hearts are created equal, but corrupt by society
Which poisons and prisons the soul in its entirety
The abolition of possession will liberate the spirit
From the bars and chains that inhabit it
And all will love in passionate idealism which transcends the material game
Love in the age of socialism is marvellous, aflame.

I am very passionate about the object of my heart's affection
I try to get the message over that I am enamoured of your flame
But often I get slapped down for going my passion's direction
For having loved I have nevertheless been made ashamed
Thinking, ruminating on the ******* form of Beauty
At least that's how you have always appeared to me
You and your sermon are my spirit's entreaty
That beseeches, implores my mind mesmerisingly
The perfect opportunity of Love I often destroy
For ignorance of how to give perfect care
In my moods I fall and fall, like Troy
Attesting to my spirit's shame and the poverty there
    But still I'd love to love and love again
    With one who can teach me how to make amends

The purest heart is rebellious, deviant and belle
It likes to fathom feelings, incite passion and rebel
The song of Love is perceptible beneath Devil's knell
Who in the florid forest of our spirits hides and fells
Losing illusionary sheen of the rankest myths
I'm shown the ***** devil as conspiring kith
And as for me? I'm Eve, Lilith
Out of Eden I struggling drift
Eyes full of darkness will be blessed by light
That against the grain of evil puts up fiercest fight
Giving to buried messengers the feeling of renewed flight
Gifting them with the joy of feasting on eternal delight
The anarchy of spirit goes against the authorities
Of the spirit, who think of nothing but their own majesty
For having been in their charming vicinity
I have yet been viciously denied the truth of my own divinity
Still existence is my song and dance
In Love I am in joyful trance
It is a magic happenstance
That my visions flourished, and broke your lance

It is always cheering to hear from you
To be touched by the current of your ideas
Through my heart a warm breeze blew
The sermon moving me to tears
It's good to see there are still people out there
Who honour and cherish the divine flame
That marks the soul indelibly
And gives it a golden frame
It gives me motivation to continue
On a treacherous and difficult path
It helps soothe my sullied psyche
In it's armageddon's aftermath
    I see in you that Love has lived
    And in that truth I am revived

There is nothing on Earth as beautiful as a pure heart beating
Dedicated to its righteous and truest vocation
Which stands it above and sets it apart
From the purveyors of fear and trepidation
To wallow there is not sinful or wanton
For it enamours us of the deepest divine
Over the plains of Soul I hold truth's lantern
O sweet, this luscious light of mine
I've read the book of Heart and feel
Enchanted of it's joys and blisses
The indelible, ineffable truth of Love is real
When magic strikes it never misses
    O beating hearts, you are beheld
    In awe, in Love our spirits weld

My vision has been administered life-saving medicine
It's received the healing balm of soul's knowledge and truth
My sullied spirit doth regret and repine
For being shown round souls shire's on a bad man's hoof
The sacredness of the feminine divine
Has been hurt by the attrition of malevolent schemes
That suffocate soul's fire
And dampen it's purest dreams
A brilliant stroke of insight
Came to me in ebb and flow
Of an epiphany, through percipient perception
It, shouting at me, gorgeous, goes
    O tonic, an experience you get once in an age
    Thank you for showing me what is sage

Fires of love, fathomless spirit
Stokes the embers of my Heart
It trembles for the truth of it
As if struck by magic dart

Electric pulse as Heart gestates
I cannot let this feeling pass
In transcendental visions I feel
Truths form crystal clear as glass

Magic flame, lucid blisses
Painting my heart with joy
Touching it with tender kisses
Pleasures sweet and coy

Towards direction of my true Heart's bliss
I go with enchanting, wanton stride
Is there another joy as this
Than to by purest passion abide?

Cleansed of curses, I go bright
Fathoming God, soaring divine
Sauntering in eternal delight
O sweet, this path of mine

Fires of Love, fathomless spirit
Stokes the embers of my Heart
It trembles for the truth of it
As if struck by magic dart

When the Mind goes South - and wanders
In enchanting trance
Illusion is put asunder
Truth comes in wanton dance

It entertains - acknowledges
The poverty of soul
It's mysteries plucked one by one
Like Apples in the Fall

I talk to thee in viviacious verses
About how bonny, beautiful you are
Because your sparkling spirit nurses
My own from wide and afar
Your true Heart's bliss consists in joy
Seeing it in evolve in others
Diminishing the evil alloyed
To our spiritual siblings, kindred brothers
Shakespeare in love tells all the world
What he sees inside it's hearkening heart
When all the world's a stage
Love will strike down fear and get to play its part
    O Love, let me be the tender voice
    That lets the babes of the world rejoice

last night i dreamt of the divine
its truth danced up to my side
knowing its truth my soul repines
because in past by evil i abide
married to the magician
who deceived us of our selves
i went among the earth and sung
the song of devil's wealth
but my sullied, broken spirit
is repaired by balm of cosmic joy
the divine: i've been ever near it
it's pleasures deep and coy
now i get to sing again
with a pleasure deep and wide as skies
going against the devil's grain
with my cryptic lullabies

the natural rhythm and flow of life
runs contrary to suffering, strife
those who cheered my spirit's bars
appear to me as cruellest tsars
in my mind i've come to realise
that i've been living deep in lies
the glorious truth to me is told
in cosmic joke, it is ******* gold

thank our lucky stars for sentient beings
who walk silently between us with tender treads
in to our soul self seeing
weaving magic threads
that unite our souls invisibly
imbuing in them a gentle flame
that marks the soul indelibly
and gives it a golden frame
the compassion of the mind is clear
when i think of all that people have done to help
me reach the truth, i'm not there yet, but i'm near
its hitting beneath my scalp
to sentient beings i pledge my song
may their blessings pour on down
rousing and waking the sleeping throng
who in lies drift and drown

he tells the truth and tells it slant
with a comedic edge
but my problems with communication
drove between us a problem wedge
nonetheless his truths seeped in
and churned at back of mind
i can't believe i thought him malicious
when his urging of me to see the truth was kind
my sage soul evolution
i owe to his vivacious vision
i have to thank the gods
for our two soul's collison
my problems with communication
made me see a demon
when really he was trying to show me
how to make lemonade out of lemons
his natural wit and wisdom
are the reason i woke up
so in despite of all that went awry and wrong
i can still thank my luck

from distant shores the truth goes bold
upon the ancient winds
revealing itself in strangest truths
to open, seeing minds
the truest vision of the world
ripples across fiery view
the bluest feeling unfurled
when i realise what is true
i am a ***** woman
powerful and wise
but my lustiness has been my downfall
i have to surmise
the inward condition of my soul
revealed itself to me
its poverty the mind appals
it really really scares me
but i think i might survive
but then again i might not
but at least i've seen all as it is
from my turbulent, troubled cot
i wish i could be married
to one who indulges the feminine divine
but maybe that beautiful destiny
is not to be mine

It was Eden before they came
A place distinguished by its natural blisses
Where there is no ruse, no game
Only the touch of Creation's kisses
In harmony the spirits dwelled
Sharing in each other's joy
But then they came to dig and fell
Begun to shame and annoy
It always felt a bit weird to me
That feeling of a heaven lost
That feeling of a devil neared to me
Who caused such a spiritual cost
I guess this could all be hoodoo
But I think my eyes are right
For the redemption of Gaia's children
I'll devote myself to putting up a fight

it's magical to be brought back to life
by a loving, luscious, divine flame
to it's light i'm betrothed, i'm wife
enamoured of its golden frame
it tickled underneath the skin
of my freshly buried ghost
kindling the bottom of my sad soul's pyre
now i'm no longer lost
in to the centre of my self
it trickled its golden sparks
awakening me to my bad health
on new adventure i gleeful embark
now i've seen the path of hope
i beckon all towards it
with the light of truth i'll have to cope
woe to anyone who ignores it
the truth is that a grand deception
has been cast upon the children
a ruse of the devil's inception
bubbling in evil cauldron
but my intuition leads me
towards the right conclusion
if only i could lead the rest
out of the horrible confusion
to think we've been made to hate and doubt
each other and our selves
by the devil's dastardly tout
who is enamoured of devil's wealth
i only pray the cosmic justice
shines it's rays on down
to open ears i entrust this
poem, now the truth in my mind has grown

i ride upon the feeling
of being struck in awe
by his truths, appealing
they leave me hungry, wanting more
he herds his words in coy cascade
that touches mind with passion's bliss
waltzing in magnificent parade
touched by beauty's kiss
towards the setting sun i go
enamoured of divinity
dreaming, rocking, to and fro
feeling deep affinity
but perhaps our paths are cleft in twain
for having nonetheless crossed
still the truth of his heart's truest bliss
is on my own embossed