Who wants to come back,
fantasy cuts us more slack?

Here in my huge castle,
nothing ever gives me a hassel.
Castle of the universe,
many worlds to explore,
many lovely sights to adore.

I'll be out soaring tonight,
spreading my wings of might.
Flying with the God's,
touching human hearts.
Soaring with the Angel's,
we don't use wings,
wings are feathery things,
mechanisms of birds,
not technology of kings.

As I lay,
my soul travels away,
the heart does stay,
keeping the body warm,
free from deaths harm.

Unware of events within,
my wife shakes me
from without.
There's a heart beat,
a feeling of life,
still no reaction.

Next morning at first dawn,
she says,
"last night you were gone."
Little did she know,
this was truly so.
I stretch and smile,
reminiscing every
fantasy mile.

G