THE BLOCK
Play acting my fantasy where you
come to me.
You carry me off into the 'wild blue yonder'
It's true, that the 'absence
makes the heart grow fonder'.
This is ill in thought and it's all I got.
The Block!
And it wont wane. I can bash my head
against the wall and plead insane!
YES!
'Take me away from all of this,'
share with me eternal bliss!
This is corny too. But
what is a girl to do?
Ahhh, such simplicity,
read about it in my obituary.
TeAnne © Apr. 27. 1998
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