I had begun to catch
feelings for you
that I couldn’t explain.
your dope boy game
had my mind
whirling in wild directions,
sprung on your ****,
chocolate covered candy.
Your body was thrillingly hot
and explosive,
your mega flexing chests,
your appetizingly addictive abs,
your ripped and attractive thighs,
your smooth, strong ***,
your dark and monster ****,
so hot and naughty.
I longed for your manhood,
to feel you in me,
to feel you taking over
my temptingly splendid body,
to be tuned into your channel
of steamy romance,
relaxing into the vibe,
the firm and flawless pages
of your craft,
I needed your masculinity.
I was running out of energy.
I needed to be refilled,
to feel your body
in harmony with mine,
to bask in your chocolate swag,
feeling your mad flow coast through me
as I seeped in your extravagant
and juicy seas of ecstasy.