Tribute

A tribute to my fate
Weaved of love and beauty
Framed in such irony

Like a dreamers' love
Spun in gold and glitter
Thrown like wind blown cinder

I've found a truth
A truth about my loves
Two enchanting, ironic loves

Your free and lively natures
I fear to live and leave about
But cannot live without

I'd chase after your halos
To chase but not to steal
To seek that secret thrill

I crave to hold but just a while
Your tender brilliance
Your fragile spark

But alas I will lose you
For you cannot be owned
Not by my choice alone

For you see the question is
Not if I could love you
For I surely do

And not if you could love me
But if you
Would choose to

I guess I'm finally happier now
Knowing what I did not
But still ignorant about a whole lot!