These men are all
On my mind
I can’t take flight
From these feelings
When I look at them
On my phone
I feel my body
Wildly swaying
With the exhilarating wind
Wrapped up in passion
Over dreadheads, fresh blend boys
Stylin’ n’ profilin’ studs
Doe boy fresh magic

Everywhere I turn
These sensations
Are growing stronger
Lasting longer than before
Stirring up memories
Of love scenes
Deeper than dreams
Makes me extremely
Feen to have them near me
Watch over me, stroke me
Love me, kiss me
Let me feel luminous cheeriness
Their peerless firmness
Their wondrous gentleness
In the darkness