Your face...

it fills my clouded realm of desire
A mirage vivid in a misty dream
tainted with a spark of reality's fire
burning in your eyes the sun's regime...

...your touch...

an illusion evoking heavenly bliss
in the depths of my soul Eden's caress
Your essence a relic upon innocent lips
immortal but growing faint as you evanesce...

...your voice...

it preludes the truth to which I awaken
a whisper, drowned by shattered unreality
Lamenting the dream the fayth have forsaken
so commences my requiem of you, my elegy...

I want you...

to hold you, enraptured, in reality's domains
as your eyes reflect the ocean's passionate flare
I entreat you as I cry to you my soul's refrain:
Return... let this be the final fantasy I bear.

02-04-A.D.2004
revised 03-03-A.D. 2004