by Julie A Sullivan
Friday, November 15, 2002
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Phantom Man by J. Sullivan
He came virtually from amidst a shadow of mystery
But the lady didn't care about his hidden true self
For she loved the man that her heart knew the best
Which was the only important element of his identity.
This wondrous, but very brooding specimen of mankind
Taught this innocent sprig of femininity and ladyhood
How to feel all the fiery things that a woman feels
When she's gone and fallen under his spell for good.
Phantom Man, a part of she, yearns for you to lurk
But a stronger front bids her to forever take leave
As she is very afraid of your faceless silhouette
That taunts her dreams and tells her not to believe.
Phantom Man, you're a denizen of reality and fantasy
Who actually is an inmate of both worlds by choice
Yet you heard the music of love from a siren's call
And you became captivated by her beauty and voice.
You slowly allowed her to gain entry into your heart
Something that brought utter rapture beyond belief
However when she overstepped the line and got close
The cast-out and despaired siren no longer knew relief.
She exiled herself to a sea that only had rocky waves
A very distant and isolated place of no real return.
While her once knight returned to his ghostly kingdom
Leaving behind a mask of confusion and lessons to learn.
Phantom Man, why did you retreat, after speaking of love
Truly you must be as supernatural as the spirits beyond
For you don't make yourself visible and then disappear
Especially while with the siren that you are most fond.
Phantom Man, you are someone, who flees in the night
To escape the silky clutches of a maiden's enticement
Though the lost siren is set adrift by your release
Her songs of life will go on and her spirit is unbent.