A FANTASY

 

FANTASY

I dream of a place

where time stands still.

Petals fly from trees,

a pink hue cast on all.

Climb the stairs to the castle,

where fantasies come to life.

The warm breeze carries music

on swirling rainbows of light.

Pretty maidens dance in circles

around the courtyard of flowers.

Men become drunk on giggles

and flirty stares cast their way.

Who is the ruler of this paradise?

It is I, the dreamer of dreams.

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