You slipped into the cave I own
Like a lioness coming home
Didn’t even smell the beckon
If the palace had its queen
No question was raised
Or cautious suspicion aroused
Not a soul was displaced
And none was displeased
Effortlessly took over the chat
Like a continuation of the past
A perfect match for the part
A natural choice for the act
Fantasy started steaming
An act straight out of dreaming
Helpless roller costar no stopping
Both confusing and convincing
What stopped you on your tracks
Is it the heart faint with cracks
Or the echoing emptiness that croaks
Expired stocks off the racks
Are you flesh or just ideas
Do I listen or ignore my fears
If I let time turn to years
Will it dry or drain the tears
