Do I captivate?
Do I intrigue?
Do you find it so hard to believe?
That I can sprout angellic wings
With a simple verse?

Do I infect?
Have I enthralled?
Do you trust that I have given my all?
Or has your trust began to fall
As sweet nothings soon dispurse?

Do I intrance
Do I inspire
Can you tell me where is the fire
The pure passion, the hot desire
In which we found blessing and curse

Do I ensnare?
Do I intrance?
Do you still wait for me to dance?
For I write words that concentrate on romance
But in reality, I may be the worst

Do I captivate?
Do I intrigue?
The person I find who is asking is me
For I have done so many things
With a simple verse

We shall hope 'till the candle held has been extinguished forever more
We shall dream until they become reality
Never faltering or falling 'till our hearts have been run dry
And they shall run dry only after ocean and sea

We shall raise our eyes & forever see the stars of gold
Aiming high in a silent, predestined wish
Holding fate in the palm of our hands and shooting it to the sky
Keeping faith alive in a world which seems to die

And in our eyes will shine a light that acts as beacons in the black
Not mistaken for careless optimism
For we will see not only the light in the world, but the potential to banish the dark
Shining light through our iris like a prism

We will hold the truth of such things in the depths of our being
Failing not to see such things in each soul
Feeling blood rush, burn, or spill with every moment in our lives
Knowing we are beyond any man's rule or control

And we will ring in the air like a voice of a god
Pronoucing words such as these with graceful thunder
So all may aspire to be in this world we've created within
Seeing the romantic realism in all it's wonder