You are so interesting to me. Your every move. Your everyway. You are in my fantasy. I look forward to see you there everyday. As I write this poem I imagine you right Next to me. I think of what I'd do to your body. And the things I long for you to Do to mine. Conceptualizing the effleurage of my tiny hands on your strong working Mans shoulder. Oh how I'd rub and caress them until Your masculinity grows bolder. You are in my fantasy. I can feel you inside my poetry. I visualize you ravishing every inch of me. Thinking about my body under yours. Not even caring if we shut the doors. Daydreams of you and I Together in an everlasting braid. This vision of mine can not fade. You are in my fantasy.