In Fantasy Land

Way up high
beyond the clouds,
I go to where
only two are allowed.
 
I see our home,
there amongst the trees.
Mist from the waterfall
floats on the breeze.
 
I don't have to look;
I know he's there!
This is our spot,
that only we share.
 
As stars begin shinning
in the heavens above,
splashing in the falls
soon turns to love.
 
We walk and talk
in the twilight hours.
We head towards home
walking through wild flowers.
 
We eat by light
cast from our fire;
Warmth makes us sleepy,
and soon we'll retire.
 
Sitting side by side,
our hands entwined,
we've found the peace
we came to find.
 
We lie down together,
eyes dusted with sand.
All is a dream
here in Fantasy Land.

© 1977 Linda Ritnour/RainbowQueen
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