When love has come to play
Undaunted you should be
Only in a fantasy
You are always free
Though fantasy it is
Beginnings are made to be
The thought of it resides
In heart and mind you’ll see
Isn’t love a fantasy
At first you dream and feel
To hope and pray it is
And soon it will be
But when the seed of love
Has grown intense and clear
Has fantasy been achieved
Shall fantasy now subside
If it is an achievement
Great it is to know
But shall it be the end
Of fantasies with no worth
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