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My Fantasy is Clear it is You I Hold Dear

 

I’ve been distant from your grasp for far too long

ripped from your arms where I  belong

taken away and hid from your eyes and your sight

but I long to return and again see the light.

 

The memories that linger and caress my brain

times that we’ve spent and thoughts that remain

the love that we share is there for all time

it is written on paper in words and in rhyme.

 

I’ve returned and I’m seeing your lush undergrowth

It is you that I dream of and to you I bethrove

Your land is so virgin I will have my way

and in future, don’t worry, with you I will stay.

 

My fantasy is clear, it is you I hold dear.

 

 

Milford to Godalming

May 4 2002