You had taken away my masculinity
and replaced it with feminine fancies,
shaking me up with your immense love.
I was soft and wet on the inside like a tide,
my chemistry sinking in your erupting
invention, my frequency overheating,
releasing steam in your stream.
I felt so helpless, feeling like I could
burst open like a crystal champagne bottle,
so drunk in love, staggering in your bed
of sandalwood scent.  I yearned to taste
the creamy lyrics of your masterful creation,
your mountain of knowledge and wisdom
as I dissolved into your astonishing humanness.  
I was a flourishing fountain of luscious
richness, a juicy fruit of strawberries,
pineapples and mangoes mixed,
subtly sensational, smelling like wild spice,
a symphonic nature of dancing rhythms
spinning with the planted green trees.
I fell into the depths of your glistening,
great rivers, immersed in a different lifetime
within your manhood, savoring the pleasing
scenes, your dreams that bring me to a place
where you draped my body in pearls, serving me
with kisses, breaking me apart in the poetic
darkness.  I burned with eagerness, imagining you
consuming me before you took me, imagining
your eyes staring at me as I bowed down to you,
digesting every fraction of your swagging soul.