It’s a bit bland to live inside my dreams
Incessantly imagining the impossible
Crossing uncharted bridges of crushes
Infatuations, and loves, each one so near
To the world of my heart, seamless sparks
That fill the night when I travel through time
Out of sight, in flight, these men-scented
Feelings within me deepening more
As I smell my flesh to picture them
Beside me, giving me the love, I need

I have buried myself into these fantasies
Firing them up increasingly with all the words
I have written in my collection of poetry
All the moments I have shared
With every single man, speaking my truth
Unapologetically as I move through space
Seeping into dreamy dazes, thinking
Of the men I love once again, how their eyes
Appear to gaze at me all at once, so exceedingly
Powerful, with their intensely exhilarative hues

I can’t think about anything else when my mind
Dwells in inkwells, in sensual spells, I can’t tell
Because all I see is unsurpassable charm
Soft satisfying lips I can make ecstatic remixes with
Superb sideburns, sleek stylish beards, hard carved
Chests, harmonious abs that lead downstairs
To adventurous universes overrunning
With stunning top-quality hotness

I can’t say I will ever stop chasing
These make-believe visions of affection
Ceaselessly penning every thought
That present itself to me on paper
Filling it up in its entirety as I close
My eyes and create detailed representations
Of all the men I hold close to the eastern
Inland of my heart, forever knowing
Where to start when I ponder on
All the magical times we had
When I fabricate those moments
With my own, I can perceive
How much I love them extraordinarily