There are moments
I become speechless
In his dreadalicious dynasty
So enraptured to be in moonshiny
Masculiness, feeling an ecstatic shock
In my heart so hot I thought
I was erupting on abrupt contact

He was a warm rhythm
Pressed on my tongue
An elegant metaphor
I long to explore along the flawless
Shores of his tastilicious charm
The chocolate thunder I love
Chocolate milk I overdrink
And fall into a deep-seated dream
And maximumly bliss out