Through fields of green
past sky's of blue
With passion and love
dances the Muse
Sharpness and Spirt
guide her swift soul
Even the man in the moon
she will control
With only a look
she captures your heart
Like paint on a canvas
she emulates art
She carries with her
your deepest desire
Your lust can not capture
this flame O'the fire
So let her run freely
through your daily life
She'll smold out the pain
and banish the stife
A luminary of Dreams
and fantasy is she
The Dancer that influences
the tides of the sea.
