My wondrous friend
She lives in minds
An errant of the end
Sent to great men
Whose thoughts never end
Of wants and longing to amend
Faults and dents
Of earth's imperfections
that has no end
But when my hopes fall short,
an end Seen at last.
A new world of beauty with no end
I lie worry free without a need to amend
A lie I choose to enambush
For I know, in my mind
she's waiting to enact.