I met a lady in the meads,
Beautiful like a rosebud,
My heart fluttered.
I reached to her, to caress her delicate hands,
And upon a gentle touch,
She weathered like a rose in the desert.
Fantasy, My Heart snickered.

I saw a Diamond, Sparkling
like the sun on a shore.
My heart fluttered.
I kneeled to pick it up, Stone it was,
Fantasy, My Heart snickered.

On a lonely road, In scorching heat,
At a glimpse of water,
My heart fluttered.
I ran for the distance, a mirage it was,
Fantasy, My Heart snickered.

Sad, exasperated
I opened my chest, And pulled out my heart,
My heart fluttered.
And I took my Heart and
Nailed it on a Cross.
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