Sunday, December 12, 2010
Fantasy
Fantasy
by
Phoenix Hocking
Vines hang from the roof like a bed ruffle
Playing games with the sunlight
Whispering secrets to the wind
I imagine you here beside me
Reading, drinking rum and coke,
Glancing up now and then to smile at me
In my minds eye, you live here
Once again, you hold me, you love me
You bless me, you are mine
I close my eyes and feel your hand in mine,
Moonlight kisses us both
As darkness clothes us in her security
You stroke my face with the back of your fingers
Kiss my neck, whisper love and desire
You are here, you are mine, you love me
A dog barks, rousing me from my fantasy
And once again it only the vines I see
Hanging from the roof, like a bed ruffle
And not you.
December 12, 2010
Alamos, Sonora, Mexico
# posted by Phoenix MaryGrace Hocking : 1:59 PM
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