He overtakes my nation
With his amazing radiance
His art gallery mapped
With astronomic passion
His brightly colored features
A statuesque scenery
Of bliss-lit sweetness
His honey-beige lips
So interestingly tempting
To kiss and freeze
With each exquisite feeling
Run deep into the elysian fields
Of his masculinity
Bright pineapple skin
So dream-filled, so delicious to feel

I want to caress and undress him
Take in all his past and present memories
Feel his confident hands
Around my waist, his chin
On my shoulders, created
Of unparalleled magic
Serene syllables flowing
Gleamingly down and around
His biceps and triceps
His beard crafted of superiority
And measureless treasures
My slam-dunking stunna
So boss with the gloss