Fantasy

A dream come true
Wrapped in velvet
The arms of a forbidden love
Snuck though the window
Climbed through the vines
To tempt me with his musk
Bitter sweet smell of chocolate

The dancer with her perfect taps
The masseuse with her perfect wraps
The songstress with her rhythm true
For these women I treasure you

My dark secret love
Who must be hidden
Lest they mock
The girl with her silly
Graphite stick hoping
It will satisfy

The gymnast with perfect footfalls
The actress anticipates audition calls
Maya Angelo, Alice Walker, Huang Ho, their names in ink
For these women I’m ever observant never blink

My dream come true
A chance to write
To become my self
A chance at last to set free
And make my mark of eternity