I yearned to reserve a luxury room
Inside his well-groomed beard
Cherish it like a Chris Breezy concert
Caress it like stellar velvet curtains
Marvel at it like it was the hottest masterpiece
On the block that captured my heart

His beard was my GPS
My top-flight kryptonite
That had me flying high
My personal username and password
Stored in my queer core

My Black Card membership
My private Wi-Fi
My VIP resort only
My recipe of ecstasy
The CEO of my gay soul

My safe space
My gay playground
His beard had its own enchanting mansion
Filled with picturesque scenery
A treasure trove of premium-grade poetry
His beard came alive all night long in my gay dreams
His beard was the velvet truth I was bound to