Just one person required to think me amazing, br just one voice desired to whisper I make him br crazy, only one pair of arms for a feeling of br sweet romance, as I listen entranced to the br voice in my mind and lean back in the arms br conjured by my thoughts br br As I listen to my fantasy using the sounds br supplied by reality to create the atmosphere br in which I am cherished and I can love him br also, a sphere in which I can hear his every br thought and he can hear mine, in which I can br see his intents and he can see mine br br A sphere in which our spirits intertwine, a magic br atmosphere in which we can dance to the original br tune of the universe, a sphere in which he is mine br and I can be his and I can feel his hand holding br mine, his heart blossoming to encompass mine, br his mind entering my dreams br br What a wonderful thought, what a bewitching way br to while the time away until he appearsbr br Margaret Alice Secondbr br