Fantasy
You are my fantasy
my need
I not only dream
but it seems,
it is your vision upon which I feed
I want to feel my hands in the silk of your hair
inhale the fragrance you bare
feel your lips embraced to mine
to hold hands while we sip wine
I want to hold you close while we dance
melting to a love song slow
I want to look into your eyes and know
that love has blossomed into a beautiful romance
I want to pick flowers with you in the spring
walk through fields barefoot and free
lay our bodies down and feel them cling,
as your beauty surrounds me
You are my fantasy
and that may be all it will ever be,
but in my dreams and in my heart
as long as you are my fantasy,
I will forever be lost in your beauty.
Superb!
Starward