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Click hereHey, i guess this barely qualifies as a poem, but might qualify as verse. Take it or leave it, it's just one soul's mind.
The world of fantasy is a great escape
A world without disease, guilt, worry, repurcussions, deadlines, arguments, or social stygmatism.
The real world clothes you in possessions, and grants you an image. One that you must never tarnish or destroy.
The fantasy world is your hide-out, where you can metally visualize whatever the depths of your heart can cook up.
In the real world, there is jealousy, there is competition, there are feelings and attitudes.
Within the realm of our minds a much loved wife can become a gutter walking slut, and in the morning her husband can look lovingly upon her, and know she would never be untrue.
A husband can philander and bring home women by the score, and when the story is over his wife must still know that his heart is hers.
In the fantasy world people can roam the streets naked and on display to the world, without getting arrested or acosted.
In our fantasies The whole world things of nothing other than sex, and in the real world no one admits it, but that's ok, because if the real world didn't exist our fantasies would be less fun.
I hope you enjoyed it, all my stories are works of fiction, and if any of them ever become reality, you can rest assured that I won't tell you. Sincerely the Dyrty Tail