Wizard of SoulsMagic man under clear blue skies
Hollow empty deep set eyes
Sadness fills your lonely sighs
Your spells will not heal you
You reach and touch so many souls
Giving gifts and grace untold
But never will your spells control
The feelings felt for you
As days go by you spin a dream
You give it to a hidden queen
You want this tender soul serene
To fill her dreams but not with you
© Paul Viel 2000