No Longer to Be Real

by Becky Bell

Emotions running wild in my heart
Feeling as tho I will break into song.
Knowing the intensity of Cupid's dart,
Fantasy in my grasp now, and how I long.

I want to feel the touch of his hands,
Needing to see the love in his eyes,
Believing of a life in a far distant land
My soul screams, I yearn, and my heart cries.

As I stand to broach the waters
I hear a voice crying, 'turn back and be real'.
It now becomes real, and hearing his voice becomes harder,
pulled back into reality, no longer to be real.