As I lay lonesome one night in my bed,
Somnus on my wearied eyes descended,
but when my eyelids were about to meet
toward slumber expectedly sweet,
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sharing fantasy, good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
Oh! What an ecstasy to read this excellent poem! Every word seems indispensable as it aptly describes the mood. Wherever you’re now, hearken to this plea: do come every night, share my fantasy, thrill my reveries, waken my desire, and savor my manhood’s consuming fire. Everybody fantasizes. But this passion is overwhelming and contagious.