Writing in the works

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Saturday, January 27, 2007

Fantasy 2

I love you
That’s all that matters now
You know
I wont be able to hide
The way my eyes lock onto yours
Still
What if
We had a moment to ourselves
And time was just a fairy tale

The radio
Would be playing "our song"
Once we picked one out
And a movie
Forged from romance
Not the Hollywood type
Keeps our room dimly lit
We’ll have to get around to making it

Your still moist skin
From lips refusing to stop
Time is just a fairy tale
Try to remember
We might forget
The world might once again invade
Reality is overrated
And I think I hear our song

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