I look at you, and I feel so rapt,
entrapped in your dreadhead wonderland,
your delicious, chocolaty flesh,
your suave style, so blessed and fresh,
so fine as ****, a safe place to escape,
all tall, solid, and voluptuous,
black opal eyes, warm brown lips,
a distinguished beard, a beaming smile
that makes my heart go wild,
so covetable, everything to me.