Sinful Fantasia

This is one expressing my imagination- I am often a day dreamer.

I wished a life ahead of this,

Whilst rocked in sleep on a moonlight's bliss,

The starry night hooked with stars;

My imagination illuminating our crazy minds...

Just ours.

We hold the leaves encrusted in Autumns glare,

A harsh "crust"- I know it's real,

A knight with thick white hair

And fair blue skin on a steady and strong horse,

A figure to match them both so well

Anticipation creeping its way...

This is my sinful haven.

Perfection

Even imperfectly perfect

A incarnation of my haven

Ironically, decaying with underlying sins.

A slight mocking grin is edging on his lips,

" Come ride in the forest, within!"

 

Author's Note

I literally had this daydream of being in a forest and everything was hazy but after time, the dream got deeper and I think I lost my senses because I actually felt the crisps of the autumn leaves and the glare of the sun despite being inside... It seemed realistic and beautiful. I'd also read these addictive faery tales.