Posted by Wen on January 29, 1999 at 06:46:52:
She exists, but in dreams,
She doth haunt the faire Knight
With her sweet visage and velvet promise,
His arms reach, but find no lithe form,
To encircle with limbs, strong.
Her faerie voice doth call from Underhill,
But only in dreams can they be one.
Her arms, her soul, yearns, reaches
But finds nothing, and dreams again.