A fairy I met.
Gentle and calm, with eyes filled with ambition,
A glowing face, like silver shimmers of the stars by the sea.
Beautiful she is with virtues even more.
A ragged feeling and a single touch to change it all.

Far she lives, away from me. Making it harder with time to grapple.
I wonder to myself 'what is time? An illusion? a deception? A semblance?'
For I can't touch it, see it, but strong enough to believe the existence.
I have no proof, but what i feel is substantial though.

Deep within I know its time. Distress and pain, the cause of all.
Not wanting to yet lay my trust with, for I have no choice as I miss you love.
Desirous of being with you I am and sure with time will lay in your arms.

-vagueadonis