A frequenter of my dreams
The fair uncorrupted visage
With ocean colored pools for eyes
In my heart does fraternize
Send your exalted breaths
Hasten my phantasm to me
Set to listening your mighty oak
To retell any soft words he’s spoke
Bestow upon me your enchanted gifts
The pixies graceful beauty and wit
The learned old owls tongue
And the passionate heart of songbirds young
To the phantasm I will whisper
The secrets of one woman’s heart
And if he doth whisper in return
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Those phantasms...Sometimes they seem so real. Thanks for the read and Write on...
