Fantasy of Fate

Fate is a fantasy.

Shall we run on the Fantasy of Fate and hope
Awaiting destinies written on the pages of a script we could not comprehend
Accompany me into the vast images of lucid dreams
Like a risen fog
Revealing those truths pure in form
Stripped naked from the inside out for only you to see
Glimpsing a connection to and from another lifetime
Almost as if you knew me before
But my blindness deflected this realization
Forcing dreams upon me
Opening my eyes to this pre-destined illustrated portrayal of our aspiring contingency
Should we fly on the wings of fortunistic desideration
Through the translucent Zephyr of caution
The prospect of musing together into other worlds
Other worlds and other times
Our minds forever fused as one heart
Fantastic and true
A constant in dream and in reality
This world and not; This life and perhaps others
A fantasy