Challenge: [Write a poem or short story about a fabulous fantasy that you have had.] Picking flowers, playing in the sand We walked together hand in hand Baby it's a wondrous thing you've said You'll always love me forever and no end Under the willow tree you embrace me Even the night's cold, I hold on to thee Baby whisper in my ears again I wanna hear you say you'll love me "Hey Anny!" I dropped the bunch of multicolored tulips down and raced to him amidst the grassy field of Rome. He reached out to me and we embraced, lifting me high in the fresh minty air. Then, he put me down; I smiled at him and we walked together on the grasslands. "What's up, John?" I grinned from ear to ear, my left arm on his massive waist. He was too tall for me. "Well, baby, I just wanna say that I miss you every now and then. Ever since you weren't e-mailing me, I feel empty." John smiled as he kissed me on the cheek, "You're gonna mail me again, will you?" "Sorry about that, John." I said, sitting among the tall reeds, "The internet is not my friend as of now." "Oh, why is that, baby?" He asked as he sat beside me. "It's always bugging me up." I answered abruptly, "I just hate internet interruptions. They are obstacles which stop me from reaching out my love to you." John looked at me for a long time. A gentle air swift across my face as he tucked a tendril of my hair behind the ear. Slowly, John began to smile again. "Honey, you know that I'm always waiting. I understand your situation, but I feel so empty without you." John said. "You do?" I repeated with a laugh. "I really do." He answered as he pulled me into a passionate kiss. I can't believe you're in my arms baby Even though I think there is uncertainty Darling, tell me again that love is forever Against all odds we still belong together Like the sweet pine trees and misty air Twin hearts beating all with flair Baby how I needed you, together with me Even though that's just one fantasy. The entire contents of this site is copyrighted. Please do not use it without prior permission from the owner or author. |
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