Is That My Illusion

I inquired about the wood and Ascher

Still didn't fetch your spot

The bird from the bush utter

Don't worry she is in your heart.

I sail the sea to grasp You

Filth in the sand to make you mine 

 I asked Abyssal to get about you

Pointed my soul to feel you Vahine.

I quest within heaven

But didn't find you 

Are you my obsession

That No one knows you?

I've been breathless over the years 

Just to behold you in a fairy dress.