Seduction

Whither goeth he, the fragrance that drives the breeze? He cometh thither to embrace the wind that surpasses He cometh to seduce the radiant beauty of the moon To comfort in his arms those clouds that abide by her To soak the silence that wafts through time To color mine earth’s soil to his heart’s shade Thou traitor, thou hast seduced mine soul Captureth he the sparkle in mine eyes Whence the rose shedeth her thorns Smiling at the soars on fate’s wings With all his might that swatheth mine life That sheatheth, preserveth mine force In the only comfort of his arms