I wonder what he smells like,
what he tastes like,
what his dreams are made up of,
the things that excite his mind
and makes his heart sparkle
like lovely stars.

I wonder what it would feel like
to be close to him,
breathing in his ****** breath,
his eyes a nighttime of the deepest rhymes,
his lips so soft as light brown blankets on a bed,
his beard a blissful bridgework of beauty.

I wonder how he would react
if I wrote the sweetest words across his chest,
watching his sudden movements,
how his legs rub mine,
how his feet play with mine,
how I love everything about his world.