Dreams of love

I dream of love... deep, abiding love
I dream that my body is your heart's desire
you, wrapped up in this short, rounded body
bound by my pitch black, windswept hair.

My dreams are just that... dreams
who could love one such as me?
I am not lithe, I am not a slender reed
blown about by your hot and wanting breath.

I am solid, I am strong
I am not graceful or elegant
I am careless, I am carefree
I will not conform, even for one such as you.

You are all that I ever wanted
You are bright, happy, free
comfortable in your splendid manliness
unaware of your blinding beauty.

Love makes us wish many  things
passion makes us want many things
I love, I want, I wish, I dream...
I weep, I sigh, I ponder, I settle
for one I  have... not one I long to possess.