what it is desiring we
in our favorite fantasy
skin of velvet swathed in bubbles
all the more relaxed is she
past from sorrows left behind
worried emptiness of mind
soaked away fear all and troubles
in a smooth and steady bind
in each favorite fantasy
much alike much different we
fleeing as it daily doubles
our and life’s improbity
Don’t know about all men
I haven’t met them all, you see;
I’m not sure that they’re all the same
With just one fantasy
That all guys have in common. In spite
Of what some might say:
There are as many fantasies
As men alive today
Times fifty-thousand, probably,
For each one has a lot.
The dreams that they’re awash in, sometimes,
Are all that they’ve got.
The fantasies men have, therefore,
Should be handled with care:
To make our dreams come true is all
That we can hope
Or dare
