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About This Poem
Re - Runs
The fantasy begins behind closed eyes:
I am entering a Summer forrest
Verdant green and whimsical....
The fantasy breathes..breahtless laughter
Filling lush, unencumbered life,
And we become:
Desire.......Abduction...
Resistance,
Seduction....
Capitulation.
Firm young bodies and enduring love,
Unending love...
With rich young men
Handsome into heartbreak
Reality...
Hopelessly devoted to the pleasures
Of pleasing me...
The very best Daydreams
Are always in 3-D...
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