Ethereal
Either real
Or imagined
Though I haven't much time for reality
Leaving us with only the imagined
Our constructions
Of great halls and eccentric characters
Our fictitious accounts of actual events
Like a rose dyed blue
For some aesthetic purpose
I do not understand
Otherworldly
In other words
Inaccessible idealisms of a created world
Where roses are blue
And are seen as beautiful because of it
Symbols of love and affection
A keen eye for aesthetics
Noticing symmetry in her face
Falling deeply in love
In the only way we know how
Clumsily
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