Fantasy
In my fantasy you'll be loving me
craving me, needing me
in every way and every day
the way i do you
you come into my room
and creep in to my dreams
the only way i can be close to you
I'm nothing to you
and you are everything
like poetry and songs i sing
hitting that whistle note
and spitting words with meaning
the gifts you gave me
only you can save me
but your just a fantasy
and we will never be anything
so i think I'll go to back to sleep.
K*
1:12 AM 2/25/2014
Copyright © Kim Andreasen | Year Posted 2014
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