Stay shadow of contentment
Stay shadow of contentment too short live
Hover over my head float not your image
Fly not your inducing divinity
An illusion of enhancement I mostly prize
Fair image for whom I happily die
Sweet action for whom painfully I live
If to your charms attraction I submit
Obedient like steel to magnet fly
By what logic you flatter and entice
Only to flee a taunting fugitive
This is no triumph that you smugly boast
That I feel victim to your tyranny
Though from encircling bonds that held you fast
Your elusive form too readily slipped free
And though to my arms you are forever lost
You are eternal prisoner in my fantasy
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poem by Isaac Ziv
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