He was a five-alarm fire
In my mind, body, and soul
My four-star freak feast
My lava-slick lust loverman
My moan-maker man candy
My full-course fantasy daddy

He turned my temperature up
So high I burned badly for him with hot, ****** lips
That had me ready to melt for him
Vanilla-flavored voice
That wrecked my whole **** gay world
My mancrush head chef
My man-made mack muffin

I needed to be preheated
In his thugged-out oven
Prepared to perfection
Deep-glazed in his extraordinary greatness
I ached for him day and night

Embrace me, bake me, take me, slay me
Make me surrender to his massive, savage heat
Laid out like glowing dough
Waiting to be dominated nicely and slowly
My walls fraught with his sticky-hot frosting sauciness
Ready to be finessed, filled, piped down, and
Stuffed full of his vanilla-blessed man cream

He was the sticky-hot
Butter-smooth dessert of my cravings
My strawberry sweet supernova
My flame-kissed finesse freak
My delectable, daddy-level dreamboat

I craved to taste the cinnamon center
Of his melt-in-your-mouth masculinity
His cream-thick confidence
Bakery fresh blessed majesticness
Lust-drenched supreme man-nificence

He was the kind of rich, gooey treat
That ruined me in the best way
A silky, heavenly vibe
That had me flying high
Decadent, layered, and lust-baked sensationalness

Bite-wreckin’ flex that slayed my homosexual heart
Choco-blasted dopeness
***-on-the-tongue hunkiness
His machoness so **** strong
It left me hella stunned

Flavor-packed heat
That made me weak in the knees
Glidin’ with glossy saucy hotness
Red-hot regal rawness
Carved to perfection
Marbled in marvelous muscle

My fragrant, limited-edition enchanter
With that cream cheese sweetness
That stuck to my skin
Stayed in my soul
Had me conceding to him
Cherishing him like the vast, picturesque oceans

I loved him beyond time and reason
Past the last beat of the sea’s existence
Until the gleaming trees, leaves, and
Breeze ceased to be

I was gripped in his galactic mantasticness
Down-bad for his lick-worthy locs
His stellar kissable world
Of delectable gangbuster hunkiness

Being with him was the hottest **** thing
That set my soul aflame
His lips were so heaven-made and kissable
Beard-worthy, afrolicious royalty
Abnificent, sculpted chest, asstastic masterpiece

I was so oooooooh-so-gay for him
He derailed my concentration
Hijacked every cell of my being
Left me queer-gone, boy-dizzy
Man-seduced, stud-smacked to the max

He was my bad boy euphoria
My ride-or-lie-down-in-his-bed loverman
My take-you-down-to-pound-town kryptonite
My ghetto dreamboat
My crash-hot, crave-worthy charmer

He had that top-tier, red-hot daddy vibe
That made me succumb to him and no other man
I coveted to stay cuffed in the heat of his **** love
Guzzling down his macho-made elixir
Feeling him stream through the innermost parts of me

His masculinity was a freshalicious fire
Macholicious muscle, dopalicious thunder
That set my whole **** existence ablaze
He was the hottest heavenly heartthrob
Carved into the surface of my heart

My walking fantasy marvel
With a seductive strut that I loved
My strong-bodied showstopper
My trouble-tatted treasure
My warrant-worthy treasure

My misdemeanor masterpiece
My mugshot snack daddy
My badass ***** bandit
With those top-tier curves
That flabbergasted me
Serving sheer sexiness on the regular

I craved to get booked, cuffed, and
Locked up in the embrace
Of his gangbuster greatness
Doing time in his bed
Savoring his jail-worthy girth
His state-penitentiary sausage
His cellblock chopper

Tasting his conviction-level candy
His man-sweet nectar
His hard time hangers
His man-melons
His untouchable love grenades
As he ruled me to perfection
With that deep-gut stroke game

He had that man-penitentiary pole
That stole my soul
That hoodstick that kept me
Addicted to his lit up
That crime pipe that danced in my mind

Those Daddy drag bags
That had rapt AF
Those slap sacks
I begged to rap with
Those grip berries I cherished marrying

I fell in love with his
Thunder-packed pecs
His felony-level delectable chesticles
His abs, hard candy bars
******-pack, luxury-class abs

Flaunt-worthy *****
Built for bad decisions backside
Locked and loaded buns
My sugar trigger lover
My eye candy menu
Of maximum pulchritude
My crash-hot, bedrock boss

His splashiness was straight-up
Jail-worthy spectacularity
Criminal-level *** appeal
He radiated misdemeanor magic
****-blessed finesse

I basked in his badass mantastic attractiveness
Soaked in his ***-charged sauciness
Loved on his ***-pack, lick-worthy abs
His rugged chesticles
High-crime chest candy
Masculine excellence
That wrecked my gayness like no other

I was a repeat offender
Guilty of having wild, ****** fantasies about him
Guilty of craving him without end
Guilty of needing every inch of him
With no bail, no trial, no early release
Just a lifetime behind bars, bound to him

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.