I Am Fantasy
I am the sand beneath your feet
The breeze that blows your hair,
I am the tear's that wet your cheek
The dream's, of a soul laid bare.
I am the wind that fills the sails,
Of the ship, out on the sound,
The stars that guide your path by night
So you will not run aground.
When you close your eyes to sleep,
I am your love, till you awake.
For I am --- fantasy.
Eric Valentine June 29 1999 ©