Fantasy - Poem by Vanessa Brown
Every time you glance my way
My heart is moved to tears;
Praying that you'll embrace a love
That conquers all of my fears.
The gentle touch of your soft skin
As you place your hand on mine;
I tremble with hope that you'll comfort me,
As my head on your shoulder inclines.
I yearn for your head to tilt towards me
As we share a passionate kiss;
Our bodies press close, tongues winding around,
Hearts pumping in ecstatic bliss.
You gently lean back, and your desirous soul
Responds to my delicate touch;
Burning with passion your young lust bursts free,
And my body you cling to and clutch.
I lie in your arms and a wistful smile
Creeps up involuntarily;
As i know in my heart that this vision is false,
Just a girl's lustful raw fantasy.
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