Sometimes I read a poem and wish I had written it. This is one of them. - poetheart 05/16/02
A peaceful shore
Waves lap the sand
Balmy breezes ruffle our hair
We stroll with arms entwined
My fantasy...
A thunderstorm
Passion's lightning, electric shock
Adrenalin rush, a pounding heart
My fantasy...
Shelter, a place of peace
Quiet afternoons
Companionable silences
My fantasy...
Thoughtful challenges
Hot debating,
No outrage, no rage
My fantasy...
A home for dreaming
Where wanting is mutual
And knowing is secure
My fantasy...
Shared mirth
Understanding sorrow
With tears
My fantasy...
Happiness goes on
Uninterrupted But by death
by Dona Lou Pearson