How few have the courage to cross the River Styxx
In search of what they desire.
How few have the dream
To cross that border
Into Morpheus’ realm.
Yet how I dwell in those worlds
Beyond ours
Searching for what I want.
Yet here
Have I found her
But realize
She does not understand
And she will slip through
These foolish fingers.
Perhaps better to dream,
To write,
To wonder,
Than to admit
How much I need her.
Is not a dream better
Than heartbreak?

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