Distant Terrain

Such fire that burns and instinct that rages..
Can never be tamed by limits of pages
Such chemistry driven, such trivial things,
is as fierce as the flame that encircles the ring.

So if fallen from heaven she has done in a flash
Then a crater of passion she has left in her wake.
And if dinning with wolves be misfired desire
Fast asleep with his foe be his only mistake.

Tis' a game and a role playing side by side killers
Only matched by in skill are the grace of her curves
For her body is soft yet still firm as a pillar
And the dreams that she shares makes my memory burn

But alas, In the end, I except the reality
that as sweet as the tune That does carry her name,
Tis a dream and a game held together by fantasy,
yet in ignorant bliss I continue to play.

So please call out my name in this distant terrain,
As we dance in a time forged by wired dimensions
My intention is true, my internal inception,
are as proud as a steed claiming honorable M E N T I O N