The only trouble is that what *you* see isn't exactly what you get ...

Is that a prince charming you?

Or is it a little sprite putting a charm on you?

An exotic beauty from across the sea who you tell your dreams to?

Or is she a bored teen from across town who really thinks your plans for the future are *so* like, whatever?

Through a mask, a modem ...

the body becomes a mystery, a dream, an idea ...

Can we ever know the physical reality?

Do we really even *want* to know?