Dreaming of Love Fantastical
Love,
Why can’t you be fantastical?
Why can’t you rescue me from my dragon – guarded tower?
And place in my hands a freshly plucked flower?
Why can’t you be courageous
With saber or with sword?
Of love in reality I truly am bored.
Of cramped pizzerias,
And chatting on Aim.
Of this material love
I’ll always complain.
Love,
Why can’t you be fantastical?
Why can’t you rescue me from my dragon – guarded tower?
And place in my hands a freshly plucked flower?
Why can’t you be courageous
With saber or with sword?
Of love in reality I truly am bored.
Of cramped pizzerias,
And chatting on Aim.
Of this material love
I’ll always complain.
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