In the stretches of her wings,
Flawlessly beautiful - the reason I still dream
An enchantress of myriads,
A soul I can't resist
And I get lost in

The infinite depth of her eyes,
Her lips they beckon me, I can only fantasize
Words she'd never say to me
I drown beneath the waves
Though I am caught in

The breathlessness that is her stare
The way she'd bat her eyes, and wear her flowing hair
Though I now long to be free
A part of her remains
She has molded me...

Immaculate as she may be,
Shes lost to memory, and I can only dream
My later days will favor me
   To glide those evening skies,
To brave those troubled seas