Just fantasy,
please come oh my fancy!
I would leave the reality
to land with you in a place
of utopia.
Fantasy I know
you’ve great light
of yours to enlighten me
in my harder constriction
of loneliness.
A kingdom of my own
I'll raise where you
my companion would
bloom flowers of sweet fragrance
that I always dream.
Be with me.
I've enough strength
to face odds of fate,
but my reality is to be
drenched with your halo.
I am a dreamer
and I want to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem