Unfulfilled Fantasy
I dream at night....
you walk through the door,
as I lay on the bed,
visions of you kissing me run through my head,
you give me roses and reach for my hand,
l want to know what else do you have planned.
I giggle nervously because I do not know the pleasures
that await for me. I am a little shy, but you tell me not
to worry, you tell me to open the bathroom door...
white roses and candles lit....
now I awake, realizing that it's just a dream,
another unfulfilled fantasy.
Copyright © Charmaine Pennon | Year Posted 2006
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