Phosphorescent amulets,luminous demons
Souls that are lost and seem to live without reason
Indigo lanterns in pools of dark blue
Tells tales of romance that at one time were true
Kindling extinguished by a thought once dispursed
By a vixen whose beauty\'s reflected transverse
Mystic Angelics chant amidst fire
And dance among spirits that secrets admire
Whispers of voices these demons pursue
And capture by light in pools of dark blue
Now the reason for which the soul searched
Has been given life by a thought once dispursed
And the subsequent vixen from whom the thought came
Her beauty transfixing,yet having no name