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  Mmmm, as I snuggle warm and content, feeling the time I’m now wasting, so well spent. Deep within my imagination I have set free all of the most wondrous places, I would like to be.

If I were to charter myself a plane, and take off tonight, to an adventure of travel, to see the World, what would I gain? Where would I point it? Where first to set my sight?

I know!! I’d head for Switzerland to Ski! Upon it’s slopes, swishing through the wintry Alps, feeling upon my face, the crisp bite of Crystal, sparkling snow. Jubilantly exalting where I would succeed, to take on a mountain, with increasing speed, safely stopping at the bottom with revelry and glee. Yes! So invigorating a place I’d adventure a spree.

From there – the fields of Holland, Amsterdam I’d run. My arms stretched, palms slapping every yellow flower head. Through a field of blossoms all the same, I would twirl and dance, so glad I came. In the background, giant and tall, a mighty windmill, it’s spindle swirling in the sun. Yes! For in this place, would I find my heart entranced from so much freedom and fun.

To India…India! Before the Taj Mahal! My skirt held high, I’d dip and sway, as I frolicked through it’s fountain’s and mall. My laughter ringing out, loud and gay - spinning in my joy, not once afraid, that I might grow dizzy, and possibly fall. For in this great land, I’d believe that certainly, it too, is another part of me. Yes! For this place – I hear a call, but not the one to fill my all.

TORO! TORO! TORO! I yell out to the Bull fighter in Madrid! So dazzling to the eye his brave stance, the sweep of his broad red cape! AYE! TORO! TORO! The crowd all roar, “He is splendid!” All the women squeal for him, they adore in a wide open gape. As the evening falls, in celebration, yes we dance! Long stem red rose – clinched within my teeth – and with me, he’d like to take a chance. Seduction is in my eyes, but it is not him – who I see! As I with the music, rapidly tap tap tap my feet! Hands gracefully pointed as they swirl, clap, and sway. Yes! For in this place, I discover a bold new World. But here, I shall not stay.

Or perhaps better yet, in the jungles of Africa – where for the first time, I hear a wild Lion’s roar! As I lay quiet in waiting – to see Elephants crossing, first one, then two…Oh my – seven more! Shhh did you hear that sound? Now what could that be? I look up in time, behold a band of monkeys, jumping from tree to tree. Yes! In this place, I’ve discovered such Wildness in it’s Glory! But again, emmm…not quite the place for me.

Venice, Italy! Another land where I’ve wanted to go. Leisurely I would lounge, upon a long fancy Gondola. My Venetian gondolier, guides me to each place, under one bridge then two, seeking to please me, and urging a smile upon my face. Finally we pass the Golden House palace, CA’D’oro. Mmmm, I moan in such sweet bliss, as the tips of my fingers, the great canal waters, softly lap and kiss. Playfully I splash my Venetian steward guide, knowing … Yes! In this place, such breathtaking memories my time here will provide, but again not the one, I would chance to long reside.

On the last leg of my journey…Paris, France! Standing at the very top of the Eiffel tower in a trance. Where are you? I swallow as the wind blows upon my face. Maybe it will dry, all the tears that have left their trace. Yes, in this place, I can even here see, that it’s not the place for me.

Mmmm, is that a kiss upon my brow? 

Waking me from a dream? 

And the squeezing that I’m feeling, never too extreme. I inhale so deep and long, the hairs from your chest, they tickle my nose. And the hand now on my hip is traveling, to where I know it goes. The sun lights filtering through our window to start another day. And all those places I’ve been, in a dream from you, they all took me away. Each one, brought me back to this true fact… this day. 

Right here, wrapped in the comfort of your arms – Yes – oh Yes! In this place, is where I shall forever want to stay!  

==============Before I became Mecedes Keyes - MM@1982===============