William Craychee Poet Free verse

Fantasy

so that night under that full moon
when my hair hung over my dark skin
in profile

it was the answer to a fantasy
out there in the desert night
a wild western man
and the anticipation...can he fulfill that fantasy?

maybe he is the one from this special place
of fantasy

and then that night was very nice but you couldn't be sure
but you figured it's still possible
even under the hot desert sun in the glaring unkind light
the next morning

but you had to go back to your life
in the far off land of reality
and your fantasy dwindled into a little box
of messages from the past

don't you remember how your little box gained weight
and became oppressive?
and how you wished it would go away?
but always the fantasy held you?
remember?

then he came to you and you said
"this is no fantasy"
just a regular human
with qualities
but no fantasy

then he left and you were sure
there was no more time for fantasies




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