Oooo Mr Evans, just let me slide my fingers across your chest and bury my face into your neck. Hold me close and let me feel what it is like to be wrapped in the arms of so much strength.
The sea of your blue eyes,
The roar of your deep voice,
The thundering of your sweet heart,
Lost forever in form,
Here forever in memory.
RIP: Andy Whitfield 1972-2011
Love
Thats what I like so much about you Mr. Evans, you are simply handsome in a everyday every guy type of way. Even before you buffed yourself out for Captain America … actually I think I prefer you pre-Captain. As Campbell’s says, “Mmmm-Mmmm Good!”
Those chilly fall evenings walking home from work wondering what it would be like to unlock the door of my house and step inside to find a real man waiting for me … yes Mr. Butler that is when I think about you.
