In the quickened sense of beauty
To the delighted friendly fruity
Appeared as free loving Spirit
In thy solemn tone, wise words
Arrived as fast, as Royal sword
The Chivalry, making mood fine
Upon black suit, cheering with wine
Injecting tuneful thoughts, in high tone
Seems found gold, amidst grey stones
Ohh! shall be glad to learn,
Glad to burn!
Unbuckle up, ye' pair of boots
Time to climb zenith on foot
Among frosty jealous, would triumph
our bliss of veracity
Another day may grapple logic
Ohh! Shall rejoice night in magic!
Remember, the truth lies in thy name
Perhaps, never want to exchange fame
All do I wish, be noted of excellence
For jumpy life, rides more for reverence
In little pursue of Silk, shall felicitate Secret Share!