Time Felt As Empty Space Of Infinity

Euterpe, Greek Mythology, giver of much delight  
The redeemer of lyrics played sweetly, felt without the eyes of sight  
Delight of the Gods sought in my alluring music  
Instruments played of me softens the mind of any cherubic  
Blessed with beauty, my music shall soar us in flight  
Hold me tight in this mad world with all your might  
I shall play the passion of my seductive double flute  
Love coveted, no other mortal woman to refute  

Desire arises for an awakened touch  
In the cathedral of death, as you pray for rest, I release you as much  
Passion I shall carry on seducing as on Mt. Olympus  
Merry dances in the light of passion as you come unto me as a gift given at Christmas  
Heaven shall witness of its great embrace  
Knots of rapture entwined as wool and lace  
Thy kiss to awaken from succulent lips  
Angels and Muses gives weary respite with the compassion of earthly reminisce  
 
Take to thy heart Heaven’s glory to uplift, thy cometh much soon  
Hark unto an Angels wings as I play at your feet the Heaven’s bassoon  
Renewal in love of unsure longings to adore  
Kissed by the Heaven, blessed by God as you crossed through Pearly Gate doors  
Between Heaven and Earth, the essence of true love never disputes  
It’s universal for me given unto you, commiserated unto thy fool  
Never for the eyes to make earthly tearful pools  
 
In the realm between such sweet death and life as it departs  
Immoralities hang in the balance of life, the spiritual alliance preparing its divinity part  
The beckoning of trumpets, horns  
Archangel Gabriel, the messenger to relieve the burdens of the mental unadorned  
God’s will to ordain its mentality of its reborn  
Archangel Michael, ensues the relent of your will to battle on  
The saxophone, I play instilling a soulful hymn echoing of its song  
The Obo melody plays as resuscitating breaths lingers all night long  
 
My clarinet plays sadly as eyes have now wept  
Sundown, the soul has slept, the sun has now rose to set  
Reversing the hands of times, as echoes have never met  
Passion, desires, emotions lost, as never felt  
Euterpe, the Greek Mythology Muse, Giver Of Much Delight  
I set you free my love, on Earth as in Heaven, with the last breath you breathe, your noted last rites  
 
No more obligatory unto thee  
Reincarnated in time to soar as your wings are finally given, fly free  
Euterpe, the Greek Mythology Muse of music, has signed with her blood, her Giver of Much Delight, creed  
Asunder of memories has now beautifully fleed