Oh, from where does  your fire come
for when  I gaze  upon you
I am seized by a hot passion
that seems to consume me
both body and soul.
Oh, for you have stricken  me
like lightening from heaven
and I am laid  low
as though I  were in my grave..
For all my life
and all  my dreams
that have come before
has become like a dream  within a dream
as  distant  and unreal  
as mythological  tales of hold
like Pan as he played upon  his pipe
and horses with snowy  white wings
that flew among  the clouds.
Oh, when  I look upon you
angel surround me
with  there shiny  wings of gold
and I am captured by   siren  song
as you sing a song not of earth
captured for an eternity
in your eternal now.
Oh, and yours I  will be
my life  and my soul
for an eternal  evermore.