Every fantasy...every dream begins as a whim       you can ride...
          Upon its mighty wings you soar or be tossed upon temptest tide...
          Sometimes it leaves a bitter taste or pricks like thorns of a rose...
         Yet tis better to taste the bittersweet then be lost in dusty repose.

I'll spread my wings and enfold you
      and protect you from all harm..
 My love will ever caress you and keep
      your body warm...
 With you life's filled with beauty that
       time had e'er before dimmed...
   But so long as you are with me ne'er
        will my world be dark again

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