My Dream Man

There he walks,
the man of my dreams.

There he wanders with his bow.

He is guardening the woods.
the paradise of the elves.

His skin so soft and smooth,
his hair shining.

The moves of a gentleman,
take him deeper into the woods.

I am his human princess,
he is my dreamman.

He does everything for me,
to make me happy ,
and that I stay.

He is the man of my dreams,
I will not let him go,
only for his duty,
and then
back into my arms.


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