Non-Erotic PoetryA Fantasy Come TrueA Fantasy Come True
I fantasize a mystery man
Who sweeps me away with touch of hand.
He rides across my dreamland scene
Is he just a dreamers dream?
He saves me from a world of gloom
I am his bride, he his my groom.
It seems he is my lifelong mate.
Destined for me is his fate.
The look in his eyes make me blush
But I love that look so very much.
The touch of his fingers cause me to tremble inside
I'm sure he can see this, it's so hard to hide.
The sear of his kiss as his lips meet mine
Is his special brand that I wear all through time.
I'll always feel the heat of his body pressed close to mine.
And the limbs of our bodies lovingly entwined.
We've said our vows of love you see,
This mystery man and me.
We are so close in all we do
This fantasy man, my love, is you.
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