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I Have Fantasies Of You
| | I have fantasies of you
Every day and every night
My happy thoughts turn blue
Because I know that I might
Have held you in my arms
Like I hold you in my heart
Wrapped up all tight and warm
But those dreams have come apart
I have fantasies of you
All the time and every place
Hoping they’ll come true
Just to caress your tender face
I wish you’d love me back
At least a little now and then
Then love my heart does lack
You have refused to give again
My heart you have caught
And I long to know why
I get these intimate thoughts
Please don’t say good-bye
My body goes numb
And I don’t have a clue
Of where these feelings come from
When I have fantasies of you
M.K. Muldrow |
Ce poème est dédié à un ami américain qui m'a fait connaître l'expression et du coup a aiguisé ma curiosité légendaire.
| | When you touch me
I lose myself
That touch, so gentle
Casuses me to set my passion free
When you kiss my lips
I lose myself
That kiss, so soft and deep
Our tongues entwined as you hold my hips
In those sexy brown eyes
I lose myself
In that deep masculine voice
I lose myself
In the recesses of your arms
I lose myself
I am blissfully lost
In a place
Where only you can find me.
M.K. Muldrow |
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