Her
She's not mine.
She never will be.
Her beauty escapes me.
I fall to my knees.
When will she answer?
When can I believe?
That this holy grail,
Is now my dancer.
Yet on she goes.
Away from me.
I have nothing for her.
And less that she knows.
#life#life was once a grand tale of fantasy and glory.
Now it is but a quest for those things.
A never ending quest for fulfillment, void of fantasy.
Void of wonder and dreams.
#life is dead.