[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