I want to hold you in my memory.
I want to hear you in my words.
I want to bathe with you, in warming beautiful seas that swell.
Find echoes of you in curling seashells., washed up on the shore
I want to play your magical music, in a modern day movie score.

I want to hear your music carried on the wind.
I want to hear your voice when the telephone rings.
I want to look in the mirror and see you standing behind me peering over my shoulder.
That's my fantasy.
What's yours?
(c)Livvi