Dulcinea
Dulcinea sits in wonder
as Don Quixote wanders about
fighting his brood of windmill warriors
white sails billowing in the wind
Dulcinea knows his illusion
confusing victories for the spoils
while he conquers his unseen enemy
she ponders her life alone
Dulcinea, Quixote's allusion
beauty fair and loving deep
like the windmills in his mind
alas, she is also not real
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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