My lover whom appears from nowhere,
With the freshness of the warm Spring air.
I long to be held in his embrace,
to feel his soft whispers upon my face.

When the lights are dim he comes in slow,
our eyes meeting our passion grows.
His kiss burns upon my lips,
he lights a fire within my soul merely with his finger tips.

His arms enfold me and I'm taken away,
to share his world for just one day.
My body burning with hot lust,
savoring the moment before it's dusk.

You Deity with your magical spell,
who can remove this woman from her own Hell.
Who has the ability to slip in and out of my dreams,
causing dissatisfaction is this your scheme?

Oh you perfect creature the one whom I love,
Hark you must be an Angel from up above,
For I've never ever met a man like you,
One whom is faithful, honest and true.

This man can not exist he is merely just a myth,
who comes to me in my dreams as a nightly gift.
My secret love whom no one sees,
for no one else can share my dreams.

A fantasy creature you are for a fact,
For I'm aware of no man without a Devils pact.
A Fantasy is what I was searching for,
with all of the magic of a mythical lore.