Herfsttij der liefde II

And so he left, eager for that other woman.
She travelled to her wonderland
and shuffled her phantasies, like a deck of cards.
Faces and bodies, a myriad of fiery souls
that could be filled with her longing.
'The power of dreams', she whispered to herself,
'the power of dreams', meanwhile forgetting
that reality is so much loftier than life.