What I wouldn’t give to him in my life
To wake up to see his lovely shining face in my sight
To be enfolded in his sweetness and supremeness
In the wings of his dreamy treasured derivatives
Take me away into his mancave where I can behold
His glowing succulent square roots

Enthuse me with his soothingness, move me with his coolness
With all the great ingratiating equations
Reverberating unfailingly in his mind
Drown in his captivatingly heart-stopping bassline
Let his catchy creative rhythm use me
Feel his brilliant poeticism stream through me
Like clear warm water, like southern homemade ice-tea

He got me stupefied, drugged-out, in the twilight zone
Dreaming of his stupendousness, his impeccable
Compelling masculineness, forever flourishing
Like a gorgeous tropical forest, unconquerable
Artistically alluring lyricist, rare crash-hot debonairness
He brings out the gayness inside me

I shine like a delightful sprightly sunflower
Abundant and radiant as tall, towering trees
I delight in his expansive intelligence, his treasured mindset
The unbelievably inventive metaphors, similes, and
Alliteration he utilizes with his wordology
My ardent starlight prodigy, my magical, marvelous phenomenon
A delicious, seamless, and limited edition
That deserves an Oscar for his stellar performance