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?