
though she was no virgin
and he no unicorn,
he rested his head in her lap
and visioned their journey
riding across still waters in
the shimmer of dream

though she was no virgin
and he no unicorn,
he rested his head in her lap
and visioned their journey
riding across still waters in
the shimmer of dream
Fantasy should belong to us all; for those who don’t have it I’m sorry
For just a moment, I felt very much like Billy Joel was singing in the background: “Sometimes a fantasy is all you neeeeed.”
The balm for all of us who are okay hanging out with ourselves.
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