Fantasy


I'm in love with a fantasy. There is someone dear in my heart. We have yet to meet. I don't know who you are.

We run barefoot holding hands in the spring's rain. Suddenly you stop and pull me close. You kiss me passionately. The world stops to stand still.

In another place and time we meet once more. Walking by the ocean's shore, our hair blowing in the breeze. We talk, we laugh with ease. Time passes us by as the sun goes down. We stop to watch the ocean touch the sky by moonlight. What a beautiful mysterious sight. We hold each other tight.

Another sun rise and here we are again. Walking in the park. Flowers of many colors, birds sing their songs and the butterflies play. There is no past or tomorrow. We are into each other our surroundings. It is our day.

A quite dinner by candlelight. Beautiful flowers in a vase. Soft whispers so sweet. Our eyes meet, unspoken words are said in smile.

Often we meet yet I do not know your name. Here we escape from reality but our fantasy's the same. Your here in my heart and on my mind. By chance perhaps someday we will meet and turn this fantasy into reality

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It is my fantasy. I'm big on romance and I feel love should stay romantic. Otherwise we forget and love dies or grows old and boring