CAMELOT FANTASIES

LIFE UNFOLDS TIME

I want to know, where my life unfolds.
Never am I told, a very young soul am I.
1500 years have gone by, visually bold.
Though alone, thru the passage ov time.
Loneliness, will be the crime.
For luv,not to come.
Time chases, some ov the tears...
...but loneliness, keeps them close to stay.
Tiredness commandeers, expediting thru my mind.
Traveling with me, thru out the years.
Regressing thru my time, as visions of a seer.
Tell me our luv, will span thru infinity.
As our truth, does unfold.