I'm easy to please; 
hard as that may seem to believe.
Hand me a pizza—

Tuscan pepperoni, extra cheese.

Or, if you prefer, a cocktail or daiquiri,

With some loud music and scenic views, a tropical breeze.

You could come as you are, or dress to the nines.

I'm a playful soul, attracted to a wilder kind.

Some say I'm a joker; 

I'm just trying to have a good time.

I'm easy to please,

Like a cat when pet under the chin. 

You can dazzle me with honesty or perplex me with a game.

I'll answer twenty questions, then ask forty more.

I'm happy with neon lights,

Simple delights,

Where vibrant colors dance like cotton candy wonder. 

And I wonder, wondrously—

How lips might taste, if given a kiss.

I'm easy to please.

See, I'm just a Scorpio; 

I flow with the motion— 

But I want to swim in your soul's depths, like the ocean.

Tell me your dreams, show me your favorite stars.

I want to know what makes you scream, or where you'd travel,

No matter how far. 
I want to discover your elements, 

Combine minerals to refine your shine,

Because I think we are all rough diamonds.

I'm easy to please. 

Just smile at me, subtly tease, make me chase. 

But don't be afraid to capture me,

Captivate my eyes, run wild within my mind.

Be like a celestial body and shine down upon me.

I am inviting, like an open wolf's maw— 

But I'll never chomp down unless you enjoy the biting.

I'm easy to please. It's true. You'll see.

I was so gay for him
I would’ve tattooed his name across my tongue
So I could taste the flavor
Of the vowels and consonants
For forever and a day

Being with him turned
My voice to velvet
All I could do was breathe him
Into the depths of my system

Savor his wildfire swagger
His legit street sweetness
His crash-hot macho drip
His dope Daddy vibe

He was so macholicious
And cold AF with it
He sagged a little
Had me mad lit
Made my mouth water

I yearned to be immersed
In his seductively rugged voice
Climb into his chiseled chest
Reside in his mind, body, and soul

He was my thirst-trap quencher
My splashy dream factory
My spectacular swagtopia
My glorious euphoria zone
My dazzle district city
My hazel havenscape

I was lost in his swirling world
Of man-lit magic
****** into the depths
Of his red-hot velvet magneticness
Where his top-shelf electricity
Streamed through me

I was man-lit, man-crazy, and man-struck
Hooked on luscious hunkiness
Lost in the magic of his swagger
He was my man-flower in full bloom
Street-dream sweetness
That was my weakness

He rendered me speechless
Dripping with flaming-hot gangsta sauce
And OLED dapper magnetism
In his seductive presence, I combusted
Wrecked by the crashing blast
Of his unmatched passionate love
Wild for his thrilling man-heat

He was my infectious macholicious bliss
My mouthwatering paradise
Of boss-sauce drip
His alpha-lit smoothness

I was blackout faded on his
Thugged-out tasty manliciousness
His sculpture-status splashiness
Adrift in his endless waves
Of unparalleled dreaminess

So enthralled by his stone-cold charm
His king-level flex
Every move he made
Was a straight-up rush
Every word he said a top-shelf treasure
Etched in my heart

His broad, man-chest and unmatchable abs
A certified thirst-trap
Immaculate and six-pack spectacularness
Brickhouse biceps, dazzle-loaded back
Alpha-snatched ***, dream-chiseled thighs

He had me fiending for him
So sprung on his luscious boy-sauce
His high-grade vibe had me punch-drunk
Lit up, lovestruck, and obsessed  
With his supernova drip