Fantasy become Real

by Alissa   Jan 11, 2007


Wind's fierce breezes blow against her face,
while she waits for night to come.
The thoughts of him flowed into heart,
giving her life reason.

She'd been waiting for a fortnight,
never regretting a movement.
She had dreamed of this for eternity,
now fantasy can become real.

The water from the clouds soon fall,
and she stands in the rain again.
She doesn't move an inch,
for it could ruin everything.

Seasons soon pass just like before,
yet she thought it would change.
She had waited for eternity all over,
but not regretting a thing.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Corruption

    Another awesome poem. u did a wonderful job on this one also good job. good job beautiful ;)

    keenan