Magician

Once you find love, you’re supposed to hold on.
But how am I supposed to?
If he lives within the pages of myth.
He’s charmed me so, I fell fast and hard, but yet I cannot reach him.
Most girls dream of heroes and princes.
I dream of a magician.
He’s too tall, too skinny, too clumsy, too incompetent, too old,
And his nose is far too big.
But I love him.
As far as lovers go, we’re perfect.

Oh my dear Magician,
Cast another spell.
Turn fantasy into reality.
I don’t even care if you fail,
Like you have so many times before.
Just try.
Try to become real.
For me.
For our love.
For what could be.

I want to dwell in your green eyes,
This barrier between us keeps me away from them.
I want to hear the stories of your life that you’ve led,
So many years and eons,
Cursed to be young forever.
Tell me about your failures, your past loves,
About anything.
Just come lie here with me,
And love.