He was an unusual guy,

His charm beyond mere looks,

A mind so deep and powerful,

Like the wisdom of a million books.

He’s so intelligent,

I can’t resist desire—

He tastes like Roman fire,

Meticulously negligent.

Rebellious and glorious,

Avoidant and serious,

He holds a mystery

I can’t quite explain.

My tears fall in vain,

Pepper eyes filled with despair,

He stares right through you—

But he doesn’t care.

He grasps your heart,

Then tosses it around,

Where love was lost,

Only lust was found.

Immediate pleasure,

An infinite void,

A squalling treasure,

Imperial and devoid.