A Fehr Fantasy

By RavenFehr

How can one man touch so many, captivate their very souls,

How can someone appear from nowhere and obtain such a hold?

Whither fierce desert warrior, that walks upon the sands,

Or a gentle, caring doctor, who hold lives in his hands.

Whither spirited gigolo, or outlaw for a day,

Or a hard-nosed Federal Agent, we love him anyway.

Long hair or short hair, even with the gray

One smile from this man melts our cares away.

A sweet and gentle spirit, a bright and shining light,

Even in the darkness, he makes it all seem right.

He’s awed us with his talent, in the very worst of roles,

He has inspired many, and touched so many souls.

His beauty goes much deeper, then most will ever know,

He has the kind of beauty that comes only from the soul.

He may never grace my doorstep, or be near to me,

But in my heart he will always be, the very best Fehr Fantasy.

September 17, 2003