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- Fantasy
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Fantasy
What does it mean?
Who is she,
To me?
For me, or you.
An urge
To fulfil
A feeling
A longing
To see and feel
To smell
That being
To become
Someone else
For an hour, a day, a second
The lust draws us
Pulls us in
Clawing at our inner skin
Changing, morphing
Becoming.
I want to be her
The woman in my mind
The fantasy
I feel her inside me
Aching to be free
To put on those clothes
That face
New lips and eyes
New voice
Oh God!
To be her
One day to live through her
Even for a moment
My eyes close
They open, the fantasy gone.
For now…
- COMMENTS
Amyfriendabout 17 years agoand cross-dressing just won't do it for me.. I need more.
duddle146about 17 years agoVicarious and virtually to indulge in a favorite fantasy. For a little while to be a Queen.
LeBrozabout 17 years agoDreaming a little fantasy can make things so very ~~ different. Living a little fantasy can open up some very interesting paths never seen before.
