Paint it bright and motley on tabula rasa 
However attempted to do it Picasso
Hear the sounds of the Univem 
Feel the vibes and die trying to do so

Enchanted by your presence in my mind
Not only by your hair being unwind
Not only by your natural singular beauty
But by your image of the integral unity

By inhaling fresh air then exhaling space
Concerns and worries are flying away
Recall the words once great Mercury said: 
“The Show Must Go On” till the very end

I hear an anthem of angels like “Dolby Surround”
And every fiber of soul is tightened to max
A feeling of wizardry is guiding me thoroughly blind
Looking like miner for a gold crafted heart