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