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