Mysterious lass that stalks my floor,
Your eyes enthrall me evermore.
You play a tune and bid me dance.
My legs obey, as in a trance.
Escape I can’t; you bid me stay.
I vegetate beneath your sway.
I cannot roam beneath the sun.
My days of travel are all but done.
Repose I must within your arms,
Hopelessly vanquished by your charms,
Enclosed within a narrow space,
Imprisoned by your fierce embrace.
In ecstasy, I dream of bliss,
While on my lips I feel a kiss.
On velvet waves, my spirits rise.
I see the gates of paradise.
Angelic voices welcome me.
They say that death has set me free.
“The spell is broken,” so they say.
“You now may freely romp and play.”
No longer bound by Cupid’s chains,
I sadly walk Elysium’s plains.
But then I see my love draw nigh.
She gently draws me from the sky.