I hear the shadow of a song Lilting faintly in half light, Just beyond my reach it lays Tauntingly, as lust's delight. It tiptoes, teasing, through my ear Tantilizing recollection sought, Bringing images to mind Of indelible delight unbought.
I hear the shadow ofΒ aΒ song Which sweeps me to dimension new, Sweeps me to a nicer place To memories of long, lost you.*