Dance of the lost souls
In the heat of that summers night-
passion rises gently,
silently moving about.
Feel the seduction of nirvanna.
With the warmth brings-
bliss and solitude.
Gliding along the evenings dew-
a rainbow of desire is born.
Allowing the soul to slide gently -
There! Off in the distance,
dangling at the end,
on a golden chain of truth, and hope-
just within your reach.
A magical key, that will open the door to
It is there, feel the power swealing within.
Grasp the opportunity-look to the dawns dusk
as the gleaming rays,
hypnotise the very essance of the soul.
Reach your dreams-quickly now!
The rainbow fades as does the dreams,
born among the passion in that one-
sulty summer's night.
For one brief moment you did glitter,
among the stars.