Fantasy Man Poem by Frances Ayers

Fantasy Man



Simple gestures that make me smile

His caring touch to last awhile

A man of honor to admire

Not a cad or a common liar

A humble soul who is kind

Of kindred thoughts: we're of one mind

Whose laughter makes me want to dance

In him, I 'll always take a chance

Whose very presence make others stare

His movements like a gentle bear

At home, he loves to cook and sing

In him I’ve found my everything

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