Engaging glory.

Your face; glorious beauty engages mine.
The spring in my step felt so devine.
To pass you by, to pass you by without a sly or lustful smile. And for a while I held it close in memories eye so I could boast...
I past you by and I could cry for twas an angel by my side. And all but you could surely fly, as my love would lift you to the sky, if I had naught just passed you by.
And if my dear you'd seen my tears and come to me through all my fears, surely I would be looking at jewels and in my heart  set fire to fuel. Then you might sigh and ask me why I passed you by. Goodbye my sweetheart, goodbye - never again to feel love, oh my. Only in heaven to see you again.