The man in her dreams

There he stood,

Tall, dark, with his perfectly chiseled form.

His eyes, brave and enchanting

A little more and he could melt the heart’s very core.

Handsome, indeed he was

All she wanted, he was

She’d see him at sunrise and at sunset,

He occupied her every thought.

The man of her dreams…

Every ladies every dream.

But then that’s all he was

The man in her dreams.

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Author: kennievevah

the ever learning, ever growing artist of the arts

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