To live in his embrace
To feel his body pressed against mine
Was pure heaven to treasure
Top-tier magic to bask in
Bossman-drip that appealed to me
God-tier allure that conquered me

I was so boy-crazy, boy-spacey
Boy-tipsy, in too deep with his
Block-blessed bewitching beauty
His manliness was felony-grade freshness
Heavenly made sexiness
Dreadhead greatness
Mantastically sexalicious
Smooth, dreamy, and unmatchable

He was more than fine
He was Category 5 fine
Explosively mind-blowing fine
Biceps-worthy breathtakingness
Thirst-trap certified delightsomeness

I was stranded in his city-slick heat
Sizzling in the enchantment
Of his heavy-loaded dopeness
So fully smoking hot
His cologne was my home
His untamed swinging pipe
Was my playground I was bound to

I drowned in his passionate pronouns
Of astounding awesomeness
Every “yo,” every “what’s good,”
Every head-nod was a slow jam vibe
That danced in my mind

I loved the way he smelled
So enchanting, so masculine to the max
Exquisite, ripped, and glistening
My hella flexxy *** king
He was where I wanted to be
For now, for later, for every season
That follows the next