Fairytale Daydreaming

- By Olongapoet If gazes and stares and side eyed glances, Could be summed up to create a number, So it could reflect to you my chances, I would live my life no longer somber. I’d start by asking your name, For I know, you’d do the same. If thoughts of you, and longings, and desires, Could halt falseness, there would be no liars, For truth’s conflagration, in countless fires, Will free humanity, from myriad mires. I could never then, hold back, To say how my heart, you struck. If courage is but, a commodity, I’d spend all I have, my being and soul, To salvage what’s left, of my sanity, For life without you, is an empty hole. I could then, caress your hand. In front of you, I would stand, If everything you are, is real and true, Where am I, in the conundrum of you? Will you take a niche, in our world of two? Tell me now least sure death, my soul accrue. So I could learn, to begin, And be alive, once again. If your love and freedom, go side by side, I would then be free, from slavery. The shackles that bind, and scars I hide, In this open cage, you hold the sole key. Let it be slow, our embrace, Beauty is oft, lost with haste.