I used to infuse you into my fantasy,

         A PHENOMENAL future.
         One where we’d FLAUNT and FLOAT, on clouds of FINESSE,
         Our heads held HIGH in six-inch HEELS and HAUTE couture,
         And CONFIDENCE to make {them} quiver.
         I would be QUEEN and you would be QUEEN.
         Our REIGN would be indivisible,
and we would DOMINATE this world of money, men, and matters of the heart.

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Key words; “used to, infuse you”.
The fantasy is the same, but void of you.