Of Helena and Demetrius you're reminiscent,
Gazing star eyed through impossible distance.
What good does it to you, sweet sister?
For there are no fae to help woo your mister.
Hidden longings do nought on your fate,
Empty desire serves to merely frustrate.
Did nectar overpower your heart and brain?
Till you forget love's not a simile to pain.
Discard from your dreams dreams of perfection,
Wishes of love based most on complexion,
Which are, like fairies, fleeting and lightfooted,
Hiding how from tragedy it is rooted.
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Scattered Ponderings
PoetryA single note, it reads *Remember to write something profound here* (cover credit is to @adnali - if anyone's reading this, check out her stuff, it's so good) (spn & fandom is marked in title)
