Flights of Fantasy

January 23, 2008 · Filed Under Works

I sell my bones

To hear those trinkets ching

All my life blood sucked

From eyes that strained to see the rain bloom

….. My flights of fantasy in exchange for what you call wealth.

I took this pretence away

I dream of that magic day

When I declare my love to this world

….. My flights of fantasy in exchange for what you call practical.

No logic seems to govern

This queen like feeling I search

When I treat myself to those words

….. My flights of fantasy in exchange for all the worlds truth.

I pacify what I want

Shun it away as just a mere fancy

When you don’t say those things I seek

….. My flights of fantasy in exchange for this long life.

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