My Name Is Etched In A Never Ending Tale Poem by Rudan A. Matiga

I met her once across my mind,
She is a beauty to behold! A girl;
Whose face is as lovely as a rose I feel.
Sweet girl please tell! A lovely star
That shines at dawn; Are you not Venus?

There is no answer or heed my call,
As if I'm talking all alone;
She's just a dream and it's unre'l,
That makes me say the way I feel;
Such thing's a vision of a fool.

But there she is this beautiful girl!
Like in my dream as she appears...
I always call her name I swear.
And on my face she stares at me,
In flesh and bone she is so re'l,

An ideal girl in every way,
But she's a dream away from me.

Standing on the sands of time,
She's now a woman of reality...
Her breadth of smile all teeth reveal,
It looks to me a lace of pearls,
A sculpted figure to behold and fear.

Her breathless charm still dwell in her,
It stays the same without no change,
Her lovely face I can't argue;
Never effaced through Time and Space,
Relive a scene 'twas in a dream...

Her charm that captivated me again.