The Raven appears to me at night

She soars and lands in my head

Her apparition my heart’s delight
In my dreams we share my bed

The Raven is the wind’s daughter

A sexy jokester who stole my heart
My visions are permeated with her

Losing her love would tear me apart

Can the wind’s daughter be tamed?
She is wild and free soaring above
Even after my love is proclaimed
Would she could be my turtledove!

Alas it’s really only a futile fantasy

All her real suitors are far superior
And emphasize my own inadequacy
Their youth leaves me feeling inferior

So I love her in my heart and dreams
Knowing that our union is never to be
Never can I embrace her form it seems
So now I dream and from reality flee.