His locs were an artistic gallery
In attention-grabbing motion
Each strand a poetic stanza
Of expressive enchantment
Locs moving like sparkling clouds
In the southern serene sky

His masculinity was a flavorgasmic feast
Of mouthwatering desire
That set my soul on fire
He was my rooftop shine *****
My skyline-smooth bourbon
My caramel-charged ecstasy

His crash-hot frame
Was a chocolicious gallery
Drenched in velvet virile vibes
I got lost in the art
Of his museum-worthy body

Every curve, every muscle
A scene-stealing sight to delight in
Silky sweet and manlicious
Sinfully succulent
Hunkadelic deluxe

Swagalicious attractiveness
Five-star macho wonder
Made for my wildest gay fantasies
His beard was a treasured fortress
Of top-shelf masculinity to caress

Each kiss was a thuganomical adventure
That had my queer heart
Orbiting his immersive architecture
Walls of disarming charm
Floors of alluring gorgeousness
Ceilings of bewitchingly dreamy fire that I admired

He was my majestic mountain
Of swoon-worthy perfection
My macho marble masterpiece
I walked the halls of his hypnotic hotness
Floated in the realms of his impressive chest
Never wanting to be without him
Forever lost in his scintillating, intoxicating universe