I have lost myself in the creative composition
Of his body, his strong, deep, and attractive features
His orange peel eyes that carry me into his flaming
divine fire, the sleek sideways of his smooth
Invitational cheeks, his light peach-pink lips
So clean-shaven and fine alongside the façade
Thoughts of drifting into the wonderfully
Warm-hearted city of his vast, energetic presence
His royal yellow, brick-beating chest, slender
Cherished, a landscape of adoration

I wonder what unseen dreams lie inside his
Treasure chest, what blooming bridges
Can I cross to reach the boulevard of his heart
The heavenly brightness brimming through his
Mighty and exalted kingdom, so unbelievably
Prodigious, a profound tenderness gushing
Through my bones, a starry constellation
Of equations scintillating forever so sweetly
In the majesty of his impeccability