I am captivated beyond my senses.

Knowing it must be only a dream.

For looks like hers were made in heaven,

For the angels, who tend only to God.

Still if it's only a vision, It is all mine.

How can I claim possesion, alas

When I cannot hold her in my arms,

She who would be the love of my life.

Nay, I will have to be content and lonely,

Knowing it must only be a dream, not real.

But to have known such beauty,

Is something I shall treasure, though surreal.