Are you but a figment of my imagination? br Are you like a mist ascending from the br surface of a lake, only to disappear into br the night. Will you suddenly fade like br the foam on an oceans wave? Has the thought of br your love intoxicated me like too much wine, br and left my vision blurred and my senses br numb. Who are you, my veiled lady br in the darkened night? br br It matters not, thought you are real or not. br The quest for love remains my reason for being. br Life without love, is merely existence.