Golden hair--running from the wind Like the wheat out on the plains Distant eyes--shining of the moon Pull toward madness like a chain So far, far away I long to knit searching fingers in her hair I sweat and I sway I feel as though I'm grasping at the air Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Pounding hearts--running through the night a wish, a touch, a murmur, a kiss Whisp'ring legs--wrapped all around me moving both of us to bliss Voices light the spark A flame that burns oblivion in my soul Choices in the dark I loose myself-- becoming more than whole Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Your sighs can still time A moment grasped, a moment taking wing Your eyes with wonder rhyme And all at once I cry and laugh and sing Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder? Is this madness, oblivion, or Poetry of wonder?