My Favourite Waste Of Time Poem by Paula Glynn

I see his dark smouldering looks
On the romantic silver screen
He makes me secretly fantasize
At night I dream and dream
When I see him interviewed on TV
I know he is the perfect man for me.

But a fantasy can never come true
He can never meet me and fall in love
His wife would have something to say about that
A talented actor that plays many parts:
Does successfully and determinedly act
A gorgeous man that captures many hearts.

Imagining our eyes meeting across the room
And he smells my vanilla perfume
Our pulses race and desire does zoom
Noises like a thunderstorm does boom
And I revel in his unique and exotic charm
As if I am the one with bling on my arm.

But it'll never happen in real life
For me he'd never leave his wife
My heart in wonderful fantasy land
With an obsession out of hand
But no one can stop me dreaming
There no point in deceitful scheming.