CAMELOT FANTASIES

REACHING OUT

Reaching out, to something that is there.
Wondering, if it will then disappear.
Is it real or is it, visions in minds mirror.
Contemplating , souls ov luv inspire.
I sit And think ov you, my dark desire.
...ov my mind, it never parts.
Visions defined, ov random hearts.
These feelings, deep inside.
Bungled, with the fright.
Creatures ov the night, cast to the sky.
Freely for their flight, waiting for dark to sigh.
Out ov the mists, comes a fright.
Feelings to insight, creatures ov a beautiful delight.