My go-to Fantasy

Gazing at the winter heather

In the cold November weather

Reminds me, we aren’t meant to be together

But you will always be

My go-to fantasy

In the moments before I sleep

I sift through my memories deep

Savoring those of you I’ll always keep

And in the morning when I rise

Tears glistening in my eyes

From a dream of you; I realize

You will always be

My go-to fantasy

Love and life is hard

And if I let down my guard

I’d run to you

I’d run to you

Not even knowing what you’d do

I’d run to you

You will always be

My go-to fantasy

Yesterday as I drove

Through construction on the road

Feeling wayward and bold

I started checking out the men

But I wasn’t seeing them

Only you, my mind saw only you

You will always be

My go-to fantasy

So many times

I find you on my mind

As I’m thinking of

You and me and love

And although we aren’t meant to be

You will always be
My go-to fantasy

Barren Land

Those were the days of lightning and rum

We’d sneak to the cliffs where the smugglers had come

Watch them secure their contraband

That would support the people in that barren land

Some claimed their actions were a felony

That didn’t mean much to you or me

For without it, children like us would starve

Never to realize the life they’d carve

Now we are gone from that treacherous cove

Smuggling no longer provides a treasure trove

The footsteps we left in the meager sand

Disappeared with the storms in that barren land

We left and went our separate ways

Chose to forget those lean, hard days

But a bond is forged when you share a fight

And I still think of you in the dark of night