Dark Fantasy
Tall and Dark, he enters the room
eyes dancing with hope
dreams fulfilled and some to be
he wipes the sweat from his brow
dreams of yesterday become tomorrow
patient, composed his passion radiates
the room fills with his energy
his smile emulates
it's addictive
everyone present can feel it
a passion others only dream of
plays out a tune once familiar
the world awaits
but I know, or do I?
what lies within
a roadmap to his soul
delicately, yet painfully surrounds him
I long to know the stories
of this complex Detroiter
but silently, I watch
inhaling the dream
letting his energy fill me
knowing it's only a fantasy
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