Tony

Years i spent lusting for him 
the curly brown locks , blue eyes 
So much older than me 
richer and smarter 
I craved him like cake or fine wine 
Never wanted anyone more 
His accent perfection 
His heart 
Purity and soul intact 
I dreamed of throwing him down on my bed fiercely 
loving him to oblivion 
My love never fades in 10 , 20, 30 millenias 
every ounce of me adores him 
Hes got class, brains, stamina 
A proper English gentleman 
Enchanting and vivacious