He was a supreme crime scene
A mugshot of macho mantasticness
A tasty treat made to savor
****-blessed, hazel-eyed
Smooth-tongued, certified delight

He had that slick chocolate drip
That had me lit up to the max
That kind of body that made me
Crave to embrace him to feel
Every surface of his spectacular muscle

His chest, like a velvet canvas to cherish
Abs like oceanic waves
Biceps like dimensions to endless bliss
His ***, a powerhouse explosion
Of thunderous dopeness
That kept my engine running day and night

He was the kind of man
That I couldn’t stop daydreaming about
The type I wrote freaky poetry about all day long
I hungered to get drunk off his
Top-shelf, red-hot kisses
Get lost in the magic of his
Unmatched, passionate lips

Feeling his full-force luststorm
That made me queerer to the core
Immersed in his first-class universe
Of city-drip charisma
Conceding completely to his
Gallery-level grandtasticness