THE DREAM l

I cannot steal you the moon, nor wings to soar,
I am no angel nor deity,
my heart I offer you, fragile and true,
the essence of all I am, wrapped in loves hue.
And worlds I cannot grant you, nor celestial prize,
just a mortals passion beneath earthly skies,
a flawed devotion, yearning for more.

If I'm foe for your loves sake,
what worth is victory if our love should lack peace.
What love shall this...