His fantasy

He can only IMAGINE
how blissful and breathtaking,
it becomes in her arms.
Under starry skies
as they flee cares and cries
of the tiresome earth.

He can only imagine
how liberating and breezy
to lie eye to eye, hand in hand
alongside each other;
lips barely touching, lightly brushing,
the promise of closeness;
blocking out earth's coldness.

He can only, only imagine
how sweet and secure
all ail and plague to endure,
for a touch, for a peek
into that haven of love
that he loves to seek,
experience and feel.