I can’t lie, he is my light bright kryptonite
That I feed on when I need a charge
When I need inspiration from
A crashing hot sensation
I pine to dive deep
Into his top-flight starlight strikingness
To be in his treasure chest

Let him bless me with his
Heavenly majestic prepossessingness
His utter covetous thugness
His seductively picturesque structure is
My grand exclusive paradise
Abounding in bright, timeless sights

I ache to feel all over him
To write my dopacetic poetic lines
On his sublime streamlined body
Recite my delightful and insightful masterpiece
To every part of his heart
Put him in the zone all night long
So impossibly enthralled by his extraordinariness