Fantasy

 Fantasy

Often times
she fantasized
the love contained
within his eyes
The spark within
his fingertips
the paths he'd travel
with hungry lips
She'd hear his voice
the love within
on that she focused
forgetting sin
For how could fate
ever be so cruel
bringing her here
without setting rules
Would she ever listen
would she even hear
could she be so foolish
after all these years


Hell, YES she could
in fact, she is...

her fantasy
that she is his.