Fantasize

You are in a dark tunnel. You see a light. Walk toward it. You enter a field. It’s a spring day. There’s a chill wind blowing. The sun is dancing lightly on the grass. Take off your shoes. You’re on sacred territory. It’s peaceful. Walk. Breathe. Take in the ambiance. Feel it. Let it become you. Walk through the grass. Let it gently caress you. Like a woman’s fingers lightly brushing against you. It’s an elusive touch. But it’s constant through the field. It feels so good. You wanna lie down. You need to lie down. The need is engulfing you. You give in. gently lie on the grass, like you’d gently lay your head on her shoulder or her breasts. It feels great. You’re suddenly at peace. All is well with your world. But too soon the night comes. You have to leave her. You get up reluctantly. She won’t let you go. But you have to. You force yourself away from her and walk towards the tunnel. She cries not to leave, but you have to. You beg her to understand and she does. But not until you promise you’ll be back to visit her the next day. You can’t resist those appealing eyes, that angelic face…you know no matter how hard you try to stay away, you will be back the next day. For after all this is your comfort zone. This is your peace in a crazy world. You leave to go back to the madness. But guess what? You are at peace. There’s always her to look forward to the next day. She’ll always be there. For after all, dreams always exist to make the reality easier to bear and Mother Nature always has place for you in her bosom…

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