Fantasy

As the whispering cry of the wind on a cold night, you haunt me- Magically appearing in my thoughts and dreams, consuming me- Until all my reasoning leaves and I lose my sight, changing my focus- All of my attention falls to you. Your strength pulls me towards you, Capturing me in a cage of sensuality. I feed upon scraps of what once existed, Enticed by what could have happened. Like the pitter-patter of rain on a window sill, I hear you- From memories we’ve shared, you fill my mind, I can see you- My fantasies march with full-force against my will, driving my hunger- All of my heart and body wants you. Loving not only who you are, But also who I am when you are near, Passionate, fervent, breathless, ablaze, Hopelessly looking for just one more gaze. As a young child, standing before her first sunrise, you inspire me- I feel your warmth, streaming from you, uninterrupted, you engulf me- Setting my soul on fire, capturing my every desire, enticing me- You control my every move. Your personality and style engage me, An angel with a heart of gold, A soul mate, a perfect union, Epitome of a match made in Heaven. I long to dance, our bodies intimately joined, to a sweet tune- Soaring from cloud to cloud, embracing you- Gliding, hand-in-hand across time, leaving all behind- The world disappears; it’s just me and you.