Maybe it’s the gayness inside me that hungers
To be with him tremendously
Fantasize about our worlds interlocking
And creating a magic moment

I see him swathed in awesomeness like a commemorated
Masterpiece at an exquisitely immense exhibition
Full of enduringness, effervescence, and independence
The way that he flexes surpasses all the other men
I have ever seen, his dreams are gleaming and extensive
His mind intellectually aware of his authenticity within the world
The incredible depth of unmasked black history
His whole presence determined to enlighten unawakened minds

It is in this fashion I flow in harmonious motion
With the far-flung passion shimmering
In his absoluteness, the way he logicalizes
And inquisitively reads enriching and masterly works
By an excessive amount of various, acknowledged authors
Convincing me that we are in uniformity
That he is the one that completes my soul’s desire