To

My queen
the heroine of my dream
my fleeting illusion
or a vision
of a future never seen.

spellbound but detached
i watched, and
she looked my way as well.
Those fleeting smiles
those slight thoughtful frowns
those moments
when i looked in your eyes
i lost a fantasy that was freshly found.

a few words exchanged
nothing but casual conversation
an engagement which
does not attract my particular favoration.
But our minds were gripped
by words never to be spoken
and feelings not known to express
by a simple human tongue.

and there we stood.
While the world revolved
while songs were sung
And little conversations died and born.
Fleeting seconds
eating into awareness
stamping magic
to be remembered.

a fantasy found
and quickly lost
no fear in trust
but a fear in lust
a fear, but probably irrational.
For then she left.
And i was cast in doubt.
Wondering, but not for long
for she was just another girl i met
who captured my breast
and held herself there
listening to my heartbeat.

yes, they are rare.
But they are also fleeting in their existence
and one day
if i met u again my queen,
that magic that had once been
perhaps would be lost
as life and its elements,
take over with reality's sheen.

so why not stop.
Right here and now.
And leave ourselves
with these simple memories
immortalized rays of sunshine
stamping magic on our minds.

[may sound a bit corny but i dont care. Met this girl at a party. She was great. But nothing ensued. And nothing was and will be pursued. Its a memory though. And something i felt was worth having around. PeeaCE peOple!]