Is My Love Only A Fantasy?

     Is it just a fantasy; my dreams of that far away land where you live; a land where all my dreams would come true? In this lonely place here in my troubled soul all? Time stands still for I find myself constantly focused on wishing to be right next to you. Here in this empty place where I live, it is a land of darkness and tear filled nights. There where you are the cloudless sky is blue, as a smile lights up your face. Were I only there in your world, we would listen to the music of our love as we shared our embraces...

     There the whole world would be ours to enjoy as we take in all of it's treasures, not just stealing those fleeting moments as we Can. No storms would confront our shared world, only promises of another long tomorrow together. No storm clouds of loneliness to cast their darkness as it does now; for there we would never know sorrow. If only we were there in such a land of my dreams where no loneliness lives and no tears flow, the world would be a happier place and you would be by my side as I went to bed each night...

     As I pray each night I can only wish that my feeble words travel swiftly from my lips to God's listening ear...

~ © 2001 Dave Griffith ~

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