I thought I'd found what it was meant to be,
(I'd joined the foolish treasure hunt anew).
I saw it as a sweet complicity,
A refuge for two souls, forever true.
The truth, borne in upon me much too soon,
Revealed that I would never reach my goal.
My gallant ship was breached, and left in ruin,
A wreck, athwart an unsuspected shoal.
I'd studied hard, but failed to pass the test,
And though I thought I knew Love's arcane ways,
I found that my departure would be best,
To guard the harvest of my precious days.
Reality soon wins, though we may try
Our best; awake, the sweetest dreams can die.