Fantasy

The unsuspecting girl
Victim of the predator
Unicorn hunters

The trap so welcoming
Then it sprung
The fantasy world

Your dream triangle
Her, you and I
Only just dreams

You never knew me
Can you see me?
Without the fantasy

Can you know me?
Without me being we?
Without you being “complete”

Caressed by gentle lips,
Hands, four fantasy pillows
All your’s, not to share

Now I’m not part of it
Of the fantasy
That has shattered

No I am just lost
Can I ever be a fantasy again?
Or is that dream shattered as well?