Mantra Muse

A wire waltz, the lilt of time, a lily heart, a cypress vine.
And beauty rare, a saintly soul, a gothic air, a passion bold.
My mantra muse, a welkin queen, a valley sin, a den of
Dreams. And logic heart, a tale divine, a trenchant soul,
A claret wine. My sky to ghost, a pulse aflame, a tear adrift,
The prayer of rain. And mystic pond, a privy arc, a ripple
Wave, a cultic lark. For ache to rose, a nautic tree, the
Fruits of love, a roman sea.

A wire waltz, the lilt of time, a lily heart, a cypress vine.
And daisy dreams, the gilt of prose, a tulip flame, a relic
Froze. My mantra muse, the blues of love, the volts of jazz,
The streams of blood. And mountain hikes, the treks of
Faith, a silent chant, a mystic face. For ache to rose, a nautic 
Tree, the fruits of love, a roman sea.