Fantasy

Fell for the man
Awed by for all
The bubbly hubby is a ball
Tangible could be a roam
Entreating a home

Fell for the man
Awed by for all
Tangible could be a roam
Entreating a home

Silly doll

Carpenter man
Knew best
To his broken toys

How silly
To think bickered
The ligneous toy
Insisted on suturing

Shouldn't she know
Carpenter man
Does best hand & mind

Tried to build a home
Planned out was the dome
Toghter each brick
Bare workings still stick
Though we've gotten sick

I looked
Solar retinopahy
Burned into perception

Like a hym in my canal
Otopathy
my whitenoise

Like my right hand
Myopathy
Readjusting to one

He's so pretty
like the sun
Staring at something hot
Glad all I can see