You make quixotic seem conceivable
long eternity to our ephemeral game
sometimes meeting you felt like
the serendipity gods took place
cross your heart hope to die
you will love me when
even the tears are gone
and I promise you will be
more than just another song
Illusionary scenes are real to me
They exist as well as I breathe
And you fit in every part of my fantasy’s
My Eros made you a muse
Now I fear all I have is subject to be lost
And I will wait to see it abuse
The power it first cost
a lifeline
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 5:00 PM UTC
You make quixotic seem conceivable
long eternity to our ephemeral game
sometimes meeting you felt like
the serendipity gods took place
cross your heart hope to die
you will love me when
even the tears are gone
and I promise you will be
more than just another song
Illusionary scenes are real to me
They exist as well as I breathe
And you fit in every part of my fantasy’s
My Eros made you a muse
Now I fear all I have is subject to be lost
And I will wait to see it abuse
The power it first cost
a lifeline
