He fabricates my gayness
With grand visions of his
Glistening grandeur
His irreproachable flow
His mellow dopetastic masterpiece
The sweetest and smoothest canvas
That I crave to hold and stroke
Austere and bony shoulders
Chivalrous chest that inspires me
To document my dreams
Of feeling those places
Most treasured, his glowingly
Molded lips, his pleasurable nose
His brandy brown eyes
A rousing fire of light
That heightens hypnotically
In my conscious
I’m so gay when it comes
To him, lost in my own imagination
Conceptualizing about circling
My fingers around his lips
His flawlessly forming mustasche
Curlylicious black beard
His sensual, ripple-looking hair
Black knight hued magic
Translucent passion expanding in my eyes