Are you but a figment of my imagination? <br />Are you like a mist ascending from the <br />surface of a lake, only to disappear into <br />the night. Will you suddenly fade like <br />the foam on an oceans wave? Has the thought of <br />your love intoxicated me like too much wine, <br />and left my vision blurred and my senses <br />numb. Who are you, my veiled lady <br />in the darkened night? <br /> <br />It matters not, thought you are real or not. <br />The quest for love remains my reason for being. <br />Life without love, is merely existence. <br />For is not love the one true reason for <br />being? <br /> <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imagination-or-not/
