These resplendent and adventurous men
have done something to me that I can’t
seem to erase from my mind, how they
captivate me with their suave soul,
their fascinating and fine eyes,
their exhilarating eyebrows.

I get so lost in their penetrating
paradise, their glowing gazes
and expressions, their aggressive,
yet gentle chemistry, their defined
designs so sublime that I fall in love
with them all over again.  

I surrender to the power of men,
to their seductive slang terminology,
to their logical and complex thoughts,
their flourishing muscles a series
of intriguing scenes inviting me
into a vast galaxy of dazzling discoveries.

Men are full of warmth and wonder,
Oozing luscious hotness, so cool
and confident, sweeter than rich honey,
bright as the sunlight that overlooks
the immense and scenic landscape.  

I can taste the sumptuous smell of men
on my skin, so mouthwatering like
a dessert, bring me into their perfect curves
and angles, let my body be embroidered
with their mind-blowing swagger.

Let me bathe in the blissful blankets
of their manhood, spend the winter nights
tucked under the bed covers, reminiscing
about all kinds of **** men, how I can see
them so crystal-clear facing me, all semi-naked,
invigorating, and intoxicating, making me
sizzle for rizzle, making me crave their halo,

Their ecstatically seductive slow jam.  
They are so amazing like nature,
like a breath of the purest beats,
I can hear them so peacefully,
how they fill me with extraordinary
moments, how my eyes sparkle
in their poetic presence, how I can
never get enough of sexually attractive men.