In Time

Love is My Fancy

I imagine you sometimes

Though my practical heart intervenes and it hurts to go on

I pretend you sometimes

Holding my hand, laughing in time, my safety in a crowded room

I believe in you sometimes

And hope through my tears, you’ll come true

I dream you sometimes

Tall enough and strong, dark hair in the wind, eyes sparking mine

I see you sometimes

Coffee, good books and old westerns on rainy Saturdays

I wish for you sometimes

And hope through my doubts you’ll come true

I write you sometimes

As detailed lists of must haves, wants and needs

I sing you sometimes

Begging my voice to reach you and like magic make you appear

I breathe you sometimes

And hope through my fears you’ll come true

I ask for you sometimes

Praying away a loneliness that would steal my heartbeat

I need you sometimes

A partner in this untamed dance, who’s not afraid to practice the steps

I cry for you sometimes

And hope in my heart you’ll come true.