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Look upon his or her face with a new found respect

Being the source of the safety you’ve come to expect

In those moments of a most polarizing, fantasizing

Devoid of any risk or any means of this

Beyond an imagined kiss upon a picture frame

And filmed not in vain

But made to soothe the thirst of a lusty lust

Which you can trust will be lusting

And for those as ugly as Iam

Who will never touch the grace of a beautiful face

(Such as your own)

To actually be with and to trace back to love

For us fantasy is, and must be, all of the above

Look upon his or her naked form with thoughts born of love

And never harm

For those members of that liberated sect

Who choose to be workers of sex

Who visualize, harmonize, romanticize

A sensual pleasure for lonely minds

Who by their endeavor afford a transparent pleasure

Frozen by celluloid in time

And becomes a means to one end

Unleashing erotic passion in a civil fashion

Which spreads not broken hearts nor disease

When addressing our human needs