He amplifies my gayness
With his Remy Martin eyes
So compelling to capture
In his rapture, I travel
Magically in his urban swag
Yearning to sit with him
Rest my hands on his thighs

Feel surprising highs
Rising out of nowhere
Curling up on my tongue
Like gummy worms
I speculate on him
******* and revealing
To me what lies behind
His astonishing allure

I get heavily excited
Wanting to touch him
Everywhere and satisfy
My every urge as I explore
The superlative surface
Of his flexing foundation