To dream is to think of you

Walking with bare feet

On the shimmering sands

By the shore.

Dancing in the moonlight

By the songs of the wind.

Flying strands of your hair,

Sparks in your eyes;

Your well-built body

And your mysterious aura,

No one will be more fine;

For you are like the ambrosia

Enjoyed by the daughters of Zeus.

Your beauty shines magnificently,

Like the golden apple;

Attracting mortals and immortals.

You are an envied creation,

And I walk away;

For I am a nobody,

Wishing for you.

I bow down in insecurity,

Intimidated by your godliness.

Dreams will always be dreams.

And you...

Will remain

My dream.