Fantasia 2: A muse

There’s a land that reminds me of my lover,

Of the abundant joy and bliss she brought to me

There’s a land full of green parks and hoppers

From the tents one can hear the waters fall joyfully

There’s a land that floats on the slow-sail river,

Traveling with fallen tree leaves, logs and duck families

There’s a land that harbor all sweet smelling flowers;

The red rose, the tulips, the marigold and the lilies

And there’s a land where the women dance with desire

As they wriggle their gold-laced waist and bring fantasies

There is a land where the brown crabs are the masters,

Where the beach airs grant perfect tranquility

There is a land that welcome both the storm and the thunder

Throwing open arms to both, while she danced with trees

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Now there is a land where I created and dreamed of in my imaginations

But this land will only live in my mind

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Comment:

Today I celebrate a poetess. Deborah Nnagbo. I dedicate this muse to your +1 day. Happy birthday my friend.