Fantasy
Lost within a fantasy
thoughts run through my mind so free
touched by flames of ecstasy
that tease and tantalize.
Melting in a heated rush
with thoughts that give rise to my blush
and yearnings that grow deep and lush
for this I am unwise.
In passions weakness, beating strong
my heart is singing it's sweet song
it questions not what's right or wrong
so let the music play.
Wrapped up in my fantasy
where my soul can dance so free
and pain seems far away from me
is where I want to stay.
Like a moth drawn to a flame
I know I play a foolish game
but like the moth, I'll do the same.
To touch beauty he has died.
With senses that are all tuned fine
I seek the sweetest cup of wine
for just a taste is so divine
it cannot be denied.
I am being set on fire
within I tremble with desire
knowing it's in sin I mire
but I don't really care.
All I know is I am reeling
with a most delightful feeling
I can't resist, it's too appealing
so stop me, if you dare!
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