In Fantasy

They couldn't capture you
Not in photo
Nor in movie
In ink is where you live

In a lonely mind
That captured your essence
Fiercely soothing
Delicately seductive

A whisper in the ear
Some faint flash of memory
Never real
But brought to existence none the less

You are the ache
That desperate yearning deep inside
Dreamed so that your beauty
Would destroy creation

I suffer
For you can never be real
Burning
Untamed flesh

Happy though
For I have captured
In ink
Love with love