Love Poem: Illusions

Illusions

ILLUSIONS 

Images of the grand illusion,
have haunted many an hour.
I have come to the conclusion,
a Rose, may not be a beautiful flower.
The Illusion,/Rose, they fill the void
left to me - by the way - you have left me - on the out side of your dream,
the out side of mine as well.
This story - in many ways - I often tell
and in the end, what may seem
an effort in futility to be
the price I will have to pay.
In this life there is no way to avoid
what design, fate, the Lady, fair-
beautiful and with blond hair-
leave for this one.
A world come undone.
A world of delusions?,
of illusions?
Conclusions
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B.J."A" 2 
May 22nd 2009