My world is not real

For if it were ~ how could I exist

I am an anomaly in a dark hole

of one of God’s creations called earth

A phantom figure hidden in one’s mind’s mist

Who searches for that special girl to kiss

The one put here on earth to share our eternal bliss

To feel my lips upon her upturned face

A surging feeling to have her in my fond embrace

To experience and know of love’s fantasia’s taste

To feel her gentle creation in my arms

To enjoy her many copious succulent charms

Be still my heart, heed not loves warning alarms

Oh! If she could only care

Hear this message flying through heaven’s air

The answering silence is more then one man should have to bare

To search the sea of the tomorrow’s called life

To ride it’s waves of continuous rolling strife

Of life’s uncertainty, do you believe there’s afterlife

Before I go, come into my arms once more

Tis a dream I know, but please don’t go!

Turn your upturned face to me
and kiss me gently before we disappear