Lovers and Dreams

Gone are the days of lovers and dreams. It sometimes seems the tragedy of life is that irreducible flavor of two hearts wanting to be united as one that is scarcely tasted long. It happens on rare occasions. A magician taps his wand - there, you have love - it's the instantaneous magnetization between two poles. Is there anything less natural? After the smoke clears, you either have something or you don't. There's no monetary exchange. It's like picking apples from trees. How to teach the world to be free? Show them by example or show them by creed. If we're going nowhere let's get there in the most intimate way possible. Let's get there by blowing kisses to soldiers. Let's get there making the rules up along the way. Let's pretend to be kings and queens who rule the nightfall. Let's emulate the stars, or better yet why don't we become them?