Born a year ago,
My secret love -
A figment of my imagination
But she seems so real.
Fair and petite,
But on the plump side,
My secret love -
A figment of my imagination
But she seems so real.
Fair and petite,
But on the plump side,
I figure her to be twenty.
I fantasize her to be by my side,
Not in connubial bliss
But enjoying love in secret.
Coming out of the blue,
She would remain with me,
Unseen but ever present
In my aged fantasy!
ltbs
Life is a masque that changes
A fig for constancy!
No love at all was better,
Than love which is not free.
Ernest Dowson
I fantasize her to be by my side,
Not in connubial bliss
But enjoying love in secret.
Coming out of the blue,
She would remain with me,
Unseen but ever present
In my aged fantasy!
ltbs
Life is a masque that changes
A fig for constancy!
No love at all was better,
Than love which is not free.
Ernest Dowson
