Fantasie
there is a place that we each withdraw,
a place which protects, delights and always adores.
this place is not real although we sometimes wish it were.
a warm place where negativity is always deterred.
the place is called fantasy,
an island dedicated to what we want it to be.
fantasies are dreams in which we let go of all inhibitions.
where we imagine love, fun, sexual pleasures in submission.
fantasies are where illusions of grandeur tend to bloom -
visions of all you "can be" brightly loom.
fantasies are where happiness is a mere mirage.
hallucinations of, what could be.......
no, what should be is just a visage.
fantasies are the product of a yearning mind’s invention.
it's all made up, or should i not mention ?
fantasies, the reflection of your heart's vision.
where a man full of passionate, undying love is no apparition.
dreaming wonderful, love filled fabrications;
when the reality of it all deadens all sensations.
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