I was deeply lost in his
Crash-hot street sauce
Cross-faded off his macho man juice
Blackout punch-drunk
On his succulent man-love
Finessed, wrecked, stretched out
Immersed in his top-tier fire

He was the most soul-snatching thirst-trap splash
My queer eyes had ever seen
The dreamiest, most magical swag king
My stellar thugged-out treasure

My *** flex studmuffin
My chrome-hearted boss sauce
My medallion stallion
My deep-dish fantasy man
Topped with awesome sauce

His cologne, straight-up earthy, ****, and unprecedented
His man-chest, broad AF
His magic stick, dominant
Guarantee-you-gon’-be-blissed out pipe
The kind that made me feen for him endlessly

His backside, tight, masculine, and
Hypnotic museum art
Full, poetic lips that I could write
Slow jam songs about until the night retired
And the sunrise shone in the morning

His masculinity was the ultimate red-hot drug
Lingering in my lungs
My thugtastic flavor of immaculate greatness
I was obsessed fully, delectably
Gayly obsessed with his freshalicious magneticness
Craving him, for now, for always
For all queer eternity