Poem By Elizabeth Hathaway
The maker of dreams, the slayer of demons.
Always caring and kind beyond expectation.
He takes my hand and leads me to happiness,
Never to be alone again, always in my heart.
Passionate, compassionate lover of life.
Filling my my heart and mind with lustful thoughts
Gently held like a delicate bird in your hand.
Heartfelt wishes in his every word.
Sensitive, trusting and always trying to please.
His heart in the open for all to see.
To have and to hold him is all i ever need.
His love comforts me on cold and scary nights.
Loving thoughtfulness carries me through the day.
All the love in my heart is felt for you every day.
For you are truly a real man, and forever loved.