Fantasy
A fantasy born through years of dreams, imagination and even schemes.
At times so real, the golden hair,at times a vision not really there.
Sea green eyes that smile so bright,soft white skin in fading light.
Passions strong yet feelings deep,no promises made and none to keep.
My fantasy lives though seasons wane,The sweetest memories will remain.
A thrill lasts just an instant,a dream a longer time. A fantasy is forever,and forever you’ll be mine.
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