Magesty

She did not necessarily desire fame’s acclaim nor fortune’s bounty.
She wanted the man who inspired her to start her life over again.

For with him, their love would not end –
She could see it in his every movement.

Every breath he took strove with grace for further self improvement.
Every glance he shared of wit or correction gave clemency of solace.

He was the perfect canvas for her projections –
Yet, delivered more than wildest expectations.

He was magic forging manifesting reality:
His essence was a dreamer’s dreaming.

(Title play on words.)