Friday, September 10, 2004

A mysterious force
Call it allurement
Enticement,temptation
Pulls me towards it
Rich,half-melted
When will I learn
To resist chocolate?
Cautious at first
Dolce,softly,gently
The notes gradually rise
Into a majestic crescendo...
And a heart lifts
As the random chords
One after another
Merge into euphony.
Powerful,apassionato
The prelude begins
Enticing,pulling you into
The vortex of its charm

Flashing images
Technicolor dreams
Blurred visions
Dance all around

Step into another world
You are but its victim
Who wishes not...
To ever return.