Open Poetry #34 |
And so the story goes |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Here, there, maybe when … and so the story goes an unchained human brain telling fairy tales to old reclining in the luxury of simple fantasy. The sun goes down, the moon comes up, the moon goes down, the sun comes up, and the story’s still the same, fantasy is here to stay nestled in compartments of each and every brain. Together in the sunset, in concert with the moon, and beneath a seemingly nonchalant outlook the devil of my fantasy sucks dry the air I breathe. So I gasp out in surprise; could it be this is a sign the fantasy is growing beyond limits of the mind? Here, there, maybe when … and so the story goes the brain absorbing more each day, at night it simply plays nestled in the fantasy of you and I entwined. Devil worship of a kind; it’s not easy being a woman held prisoner by the brain in the jail of fantasy! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you're right about that! |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I didn't know it related to the sex. I thought we all did it. Good strong words. Dave |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen I could sing this as my theme song. |
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