Island of Fantasy
On the island of fantasy
That is so easy to say
Even if he doesn't know it
We do land there every day
I would take him there for sure
With no one else to see us
And there will be no such question
Is this out of my high class?
Rolling in the woods
Jumping in strong arms of his
Cuddling on the blankets
These all things that today I miss
Because we are not there
And we will never go
I can land there only at nights
Wishing the night will flow very slow
06.06.2016
Copyright © Weeping Willow | Year Posted 2016
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