DeepWave

Let me spin you a tale,
One day a swan I saw,
Slender, white and graceful,
Gliding by the pale moonlight,
Vanished did it suddenly,
My eyes playing tricks on me,
Left behind, a lady was she,
Wonderful hair of gold,
Sparkling eyes of stars,
Smiling at me,
Charming my heart,
Softly calling out to me,
Was her voice of pure melody,
My heart, on wings to her,
My feet, like fish through water,
But she melted away,
Towards the face of the moon,
A magical, graceful swan,
My magical, graceful lady.