I thought about you so much
that I felt like I was inundated
in the deepest realms of your dreamland,
touching you so tenderly like you were a rose petal,
becoming concealed in your lustrous lockbox,
my heart unable to cease these feelings
that I have for you,
how you enkindle my limbs
with the strength of your existence,
tingling,
entangled in the sultry spaces
if your purely artistic creation.
I could make incredible waves
with the magic in my mind
as I dived inside to embrace
your penetrating escape,
to gaze at the grand and enchanting scenery,
creating infinite memories to remember,
such anticipation and gravitation
in your ethereal plantation,
my flesh going wild in your lucid flames.
I yearned for your impassioned words
packed with polychromatic adjectives, adverbs, and verbs,
how I madly burned, tossed, and turned,
so eager to be sheathed in your love language,
in your streaming swagger,
in your flourishing thick and black dreads
that hung past your impressive pecs,
becoming trapped inside your striking empire,
your dynamite rhymes devouring me,
every inch of my system
lost in your elixir of rich, sun-warmed honey.
You were a strong and thrilling seducer,
distinctly domineering, staring me down
as you orchestrated the most expansive,
romantic jams inside my cells,
your full, fresh lips so ripe to be kissed,
to feel like I’m hovering in cosmic space,
sited around abundantly beautiful Venus
and upbeat Uranus,
the hunger in me wishing for you
to bang my body into submission
with your thunderous engine.
I could love you unapologetically,
guide you into the shower, turn on the running water
as I gathered and lathered a rag
with a great smelling Axe Bodywash,
softly scrubbing your wet flesh,
making sure I covered every part of your body.
And as I dried you off with a clean white towel,
rubbing Dove deodorant under your arms,
comb your beard, and brush your wonderfully, wavy hair,
I wrapped your head up with your stylish black durag.
I trimmed your nails and fingernails to a flawless finish,
leading you into the bedroom
to lie down in our king-size bed,
pulling the sheets back as we took off our clothes
and got in bed, covering ourselves up,
then caressing you, kissing your favorite places
as we soon drifted off to sleep,
taking care of my man for as long as I live.