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