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
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