FANTASY REALITY

A Gentle Maiden I do See!

She does not turn to look at Me.

An Enchanting Spirit floats nearby...

She follows with Her Loving Eyes.

All My Kingdom I would trade

For a Single Glance, a Longing Gaze

from this Perfect, Precious Maid!

How can I be a Butterfly?

My Angel, I am Floating Near!

There is nothing You should fear.

Come, and Fly Away with Me!

Yet this cannot be Reality....

Alas, My Dreams are Fantasies.

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Lawrence R. Spencer. 2013.