I dig how he rocks and flosses his flex
How he calls the shots, how he talks
With hotness, impossibly ballin
And marking his extraordinary territory
He lures me to his remarkable red-hot block
Where he enthralls me with his mad hot sauce
When I look into his luminescent succulent eyes

I know that I hit the jackpot, that I have scored
A touchdown, crowned in his profoundness
Surrounded by his riveting dripalicious exquisiteness
To sit on his lap in his crash-hot glistening whip
Listening to stellar smooth slow jams in rotation
In the blissful black night, marvel at the ardent artistic stars
The bright blooming moon, the eclectic majestic trees
And leaves sheathed in the steady, soothing breeze

Feel the desirable and delectable magic all around him and me
Rolling deep into passionately exhilarating ecstasy
While he hits me with his best electric caresses
Impresses and prepossess me, gives me all of his lovingness
Shimmers infinitely like a sleek sweet Lamborghini
His amazingness moves in a clean, prominent groove
That confounds me, drowns me in his timeless thrilling game
I never want to change lanes because being
In his tremendously dreamy and serene domain
Brings me the highest and sweetest delight ever