Give me your hand,
And I will show you a world full of affection.
For this dreamer
Only dreams of such things that would make you
Smile.
A wasted fantasy some may preach,
But as i look upon lunar lights
And stand in the sunlight of the morn.
I see
That you are a deity that eclipses with luster.
Seemingly here only to plunder upon those with a foolish intent.
Yet, I am a thief among thieves
And Im only here to steal fair lady’s heart.
Even if I shall give her my own.
The trade would be worth the struggle.
For what could be a greater treasure
Than the passion of a goddess?
And I ask.
What could be more rewarding
Than the love of a queen?
~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~
