Blurred faces and time, sliding ambition

Abstracted space, lost in relation-

-to detail, things, trinkets and clutter

Castles constructed, but no trophies matter

Swerved introversion, superficially meant

But smile on-demand, hides discontent

Then, out of reach, a fluttering flirtation

My heart bombarded, one starved of attention

Her image becomes my mind’s obsession

Longing to reach her, my heartfelt intention         

She levitates pleasure, and peaks my senses

Tall mountains steep, her words, my lenses

Distance travelled to her shimmering sky

Where shifting, golden horizons lie

Her mountain-scape endlessly immortalised

Searching for something, not seeing eyes

It is here, then I must just let myself be

Let fountains of fantasy fall over me

She’s dreamily special, an elusive enigma

Out of reach and sight, no fingertips touch her

Protected gates, and tall scented walls

Nothing is something, can’t resist her thrall

Frenzied temptations, only words to embrace

An insightful opening, a window of space

She’s in me, my blood, makes my mind expand-

-to embrace her dreamscapes, to hold her hand

This lava must be the heat of her passion

She holds me with the deepest attraction

Casting her magical spell, her intensity

Yes, she lies between me and infinity

©Lazenby 2026