Lust

"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming" Constance La France ___ __ _ Did your breath call in sweet delightful dream did you call of promise o fascinating queen In loves treacherous battle could two devour pure a heart enrapturing completion a place where destiny soar Will you overtake me captivating a heart silent with despair your enchanting wind of flight, seductive, might, I come to share... I fight to elude your eyes, your entrancing promise I hear perhaps, just a small piece, but, do I dare... I watch your silhouette sway, from distant dream I gaze... _ __ ___ Poet ~ Rick Parise Contest ~ Daydreams and dreams and dreams Written ~ July 8,2011