In My Fantasy

In My Fantasy

In my fantasy

my sadness was drowning

but it learned to swim

Whirlpooling me

going down on me

spilling up over the rim

Then you came and dashed my sorrow away

like the northern star destroying darkness

with it’s light

You have become my daydream

an obsession with a heartbeat

and like sap through a tree

I want you to flow through me

No worries of do I ask too much

I mean what I say

when I speak the words

I want you

Let me be your thoughts, emotions, lusts,

and all your time

I don’t worry if it’s possessive

the day will come

when the fetish will be killed

and the light will be dowsed

But not today

Let me steal this moment from you now

Let us exchange this experience

March 11, 1995

Tressa Lee Breen