Fantasy Poem by jhaw haight

here inside my room
i see you as my groom
and i feel like im in bloom
dreaming we have our own home

come my little love
caress my body till i boil my blood
hold me tight trough this night
even though theres this open light

i wish it is true
that in my room i have you
loving me as you used to do
saying no one else can come trough

but here i am lying alone
crying here on the telephone
i wish i could hold you again
so ill forgot im in vain