My Life Is Sculptured Around A Fantasy Dream
4 November, 2005
Author: Terrie*
My fantasies are my dreams
my stairway to reality
where I cain slip into your arms
fall asleep within my heartfelt dream
Where we watch the moon connect us reflect it's shine from our bliss
as the ocean’s calm waves rush over our bare flesh
the stars blush and shimmer with contentment
as we lock tightly to our hips
I wake up still into my dream, my fantasy
Find myself embraced
Flowin’ in the passion and peace of your arms
No other better place do I want to be
Than layin’ here next to you in my reality
my perfect fantasy dream
thank you for livin’ within my dreams
And makin’ my fantasy, my reality dream
I come to life when, I feel you sooooo close to me
with my sculpturin' hands, that's how i bring you into me
it's my fantasy
it's my reality
it's my dream..
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| JF (82.0.191.200) -- Friday, November 4 2005, 10:57 am Fact,Fantasy or Dream....Who knows? Well written expressions of love, that we can relate to and understand completely. |
| Terrie* (69.85.134.37) -- Sunday, November 6 2005, 08:34 pm your comments are a warm embrace upon my heart, thank you John, brings joy to my heart that this one caught your hearts attention in understandin' the internal expressions in it... |
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