♪♬: Rear Vision (Fant-assy) (with song)

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** Rear Vision (Fant-assy) **

She walked past like it was slow-mo,
Sunlight bending where her hips go.
Didn’t turn, didn’t glance my way —
but man, I watched her walk away.
No name, no face, just hips in sway,
A stranger hijacking my day.

Was it real, or just my mind?
A shape, a thought, a perfect line…

I saw her only from behind—
Just enough to imagine
the rest.
I didn’t know her.
But in that second,
she became my fant-assy.

She moved like music, low and slow,
A silent rhythm only I know.
No need for names, no need for sound —
just her shape, the sway, the sacred ground.
I never asked, I never spoke,
But in my head, we shared a joke.

Was it real, or just my mind?
A silhouette I left behind…

I saw her only from behind—
Just enough to imagine
the rest.
I didn’t know her.
But in that second,
she became my fant-assy.

Rear vision —
pure precision.
One curve, one glance,
and full submission.
She never saw me, never knew,
but I’ve replayed that view…
a hundred times, or so….

I saw her.
Still don’t know her.
But I kept that moment on repeat.
She passed me by —
and without trying,
she became my fant-assy.

She became… my fant-assy…
She became… my fant-assy…
She became… my fant-assy…


With love, © Aífe