(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Veiled Lady - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Are you but a figment of my imagination?
Are you like a mist ascending from the
surface of a lake, only to disappear into
the night. Will you suddenly fade like
the foam on an oceans wave? Has the thought of
your love intoxicated me like too much wine,
and left my vision blurred and my senses
numb. Who are you, my veiled lady
in the darkened night?
It matters not, thought you are real or not.
The quest for love remains my reason for being.
Life without love, is merely existence.
For is not love the one true reason for
© Joe Fazio
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