Perfect ILLusion

I lay alone and pray for that miracle

Hoping to find the one for me

I look outside at the eupohric sights and blissful sounds

And I see her in the shadows

Wish she would be mine

But a mere ILLusion of my perfect mate

She vanishes when I reach her

I cry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another quicky I pumped out one night

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