Fantasy Man
Oh what joy he brought into my mental space, he took me to that familiar place that I rarely get the chance to go, there are only a few that can take me to that place, not very many know the location. Infact, I am the only one that knows how to get there, but I like it when they drive, I get tired of driving all the time…I have to admit the ride was nice…he told a lot of jokes and made me laugh, laughter is good for me…suddenly the car stopped!!!.... and there was a very long silence between us…I looked at him…he looked at me…I asked “what’s wrong baby” he replied “I don’t know, I think I ran out of gas.” He laughed; I didn’t….Queenprophesy/2009
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