Sweet Angelic Fantasy

A Poem by Radicaldreamer

A lovers fantasys, seen thorugh a starful tear

Sweet Fantasy

Tainted fantasy’s of a dreamers reality

Sights of hills and shattering hearts flying by

Flowing past us as quickly as my hand reaches for yours;

Slight touch, twiddling candles lighting our path

Of this forsaken path lit brightly by our hearts entwined

Wrapping about the path shaping it wonderfully

Into this forbidden reality where my eyes may stare in contempt

A wishing saint covering your fantasy with flick of the wrist

Weaving your body and dancing freely in this hall of reborn queens

Waltzing in and out of world made by our promising whispers;

Wintery birds of my wild imagination,

Fly through the sky’s of your beauty in the stars

Marking your soul as a white angelic wanderer

Taunting dreamers that may dare to stare upon the open stars

Only to see a white dove fly into a lovers arms

To be free of a tear to weave a tender kiss in the moonlight

To make this fantasy ours tonight under the light

Of my dearly dove of a fallen angel

Grasping to my saint I call my heartful cry

Tearful streaks of a white lovers shadow

Covering the night sky in a breeze everlasting fantasy

Worlds unknown free of a broken soul;

They don’t know our frozen fantasy

My only bride, a white winged dove forever free.

-Justin Fleischhacker-

“Sweet fantasy my dear”