Imaginary

How I wonder what she is

Her smile

Her taste

When we kiss

It is at best

A wonder what

It always is

a wonder

 if she ever has

I would think

to win

would certainly require

much

yes,

surely

she must have done this

to all

I think she dazzles

as a princess

as a beauty

as a charm

one to behold

of regal and divine

 throw

she is a lady, God

let us go from here

as all goddesses are one

she is all

her charm demands no less

of clever beauty

than her love and all its worth

of all I learn of her

I want

of her I think in constant

thought of her

of being prince to her

and being more

than that

as no one is

to anyone in love

with someone else

they love beyond all want

is a fairy tale