'Golden Fantasy' Poem by C.F Francis

In the dark of night behind my walls

I fade away when nature calls

And thinks of you in sudden lust

To find in fantasy...... I must.


I imagine your lips, your supple breasts

touching my lips and my gentle chest.

I feel and taste the tender sweet

OH so vivid I hold this treat.


I come upon you with my tender weight

and open with love your garden gate.

I plant my love, my beautiful love

in your garden that is sent from above.


I dig deep

between your narrow walls so steep

I enter thy chamber, thy walls so smooth

and move with the motion and return to sooth.


I treasure these twist and turns

but being just a fantasy it burns.

for every times the surface should crack

the sexy voices pull me back.