Night Time Fantasy Escape
Tis true, that would-be king imprisons me during daylight,
but with night my precious freedom soars in fantasy flight.
I return to where my treasured childhood still lives.
I caress each image my familiar land readily gives
and tenderly nurture each emotionally sown memory,
embracing the security such reminiscing swells in me.
Thus, in moon ruled night, my fighting resolution sets
and determines I shall escape this cruel nightmare yet.
His bride, his pawn – nay, these I shall never be
for my heart lies with he who dreams with me.
I feel him each night, just as I do my beloved land.
Both raise my ardor to heights supremely grand.
As I wonder the condition of my sweetheart man,
I dream our reunion is secured in tomorrow’s hand.
I feel him hold me, growing luscious thoughts deep,
I delight in his kiss as in bliss, I submit to new sleep.
Contest - Mysterious Nights ... Nayda Ivette Negron
December 20, 2016
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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