Dusky Dream

I dream of a man who looks beautiful and kind. The onyx, pretty eyes of his sparkle like a Sylphis. His dusky skin glows, golden in the sunlight beams. His smile is beautiful, like dew on the flowers at dawn. This pretty boy has a generous heart. He gives the best to everybody he comes across. He is full of giggles and laughter. A good-hearted Lord made him from honey, joy, and chocolate fountains.