[Chantress, she who within the magic Of the ivory can act as a siren to the angels You hold within your very eyes an eclipse And with you also comes a sun, Whose arcane light can destroy all in its path]
It is not really so [I have told myself] But to a man whose own reflection is threatening Such rational words fall forever on deaf ears
And yes, I know, you hold Eden And your golden aura That I have held in my hands
Eden, Eden...
[Will take me to other worlds Where the fruits of Eden are life itself And as love itself seeks our nectar]
To read your next chapter Is all I have wished for But a blank page Will enlighten no man
And yes, I know, you hold Eden And your golden aura That I have touched with my hands