Fantasy of Love

Way deep in the forest where everything is green A place where two people can answer their dream It truly seems to my wife and I, as it so often does Only find what is if you search through what was Our love is a story full of true mystical delight She is the fair maiden and I am the brave knight Our love is worth more than all the kings’ gold For what good is wealth if theirs no one to hold This forest is beaming it is beaming with life As I gaze upon the beauty known as my wife The crickets are playing their own special tune As a lone wolf howls to the beat of the moon The ground is covered in a blanket of white As her and I slide into the hot tub of delight I looked in her eyes and got lost in the dream As we offered the night the heat of our steam Like a kettle that whistles and then starts to blow The fire of our desire could melt all the snow I used to be a slave bound to my own lust My soul was a whatnot all covered in dust I’ve had many fantasies that I’m not proud of Peaking and tweaking in the arms of a dove They always left me feeling very empty and cold At the end of the night there was nothing to hold Those days are gone they are all in the past In my wife I have found love that will last My wife is a gift from the good Lord above She is also the fantasy that holds all my love Written for Christies Contest. I am hoping that we should have things taken care of personally by the 28th. Sorry i have been absent so long, God Bless, MJ