Dreamer
How can a commoner desire a Queen?She radiates a light he cannot bear.A splendor sensed before it’s seen—drawn—yet he dares not stare. Can flesh ever love a soul?The soul—beyond space and time, complete.And the body—dust and ash,fallinginto quiet defeat. And can a shallow breathyearn for the ocean’s depth? A breath—as soon as it is born,perishes—unmourned. …