I heard the supreme sounds
of the wind encompassing me,
the perfect green trees spinning
their leaves in the intriguing scenery,
stately white seagulls flapping
their wings in the deeply blue
and luminous seas as you
entered my mind, taking me
to eye-poppingly flawless places.
I fell in love with the blossoming pages
to your beautiful soul, remembering
how serene my skin felt when I encountered
your astounding desirability, ****** inside your love,
never getting enough of the way you blazed
my body with your stimulating touch.
How could a man like you mesmerize me continuously?
I was so strung out over you, feeling your suggestiveness
in my skin, spending time alone, pondering about you
in my car, so ready to drive over you to your home,
and feel your fervid wholeness all over me again,
showing me that you were in it to win it,
digging every minute around you,
wanting to share everything about my life with you,
just to be in your view, to see your irresistible smile,
the way the sun lit up the **** in you,
the way the enormous white clouds flowed
in unanimity with you, to be with you was everything
that I wanted, everything that felt so amazing to me.
A vibrant, fascinating man like you made me feel
so overjoyed inside, seeing the vast, incomparable
galaxies in your diamond black eyes, your body
so enchantingly sweet, so full of alluring geometry,
making me long to fall inside the blissful memories
of you, and never leave to be anywhere else.
You gave me a multitude of imaginative discoveries,
lingering inside your lavender stream, feeling
the amplifying anticipation to escape inside your ethereal
space, to weave our hearts together, drenched in your hottest
dreams, swallowing your steam, soaked in your magnetic
metaphors that struck me to the core like electricity.
I bopped my head to the appealing beat of your romantic
verses, jocundly blushing, flushed with fragrant pleasures,
how you had me crushing again, held in enslavement by you,
by your smoothness, being clothed in your ambrosial flow,
the way I glowed like slick leaking honey from a glass container,
succumbing to your musical intonation, your graceful bus station
that waits for me to arrive at is desired location, to pick me up
as I stepped inside to breathtaking innovations, more like
significant *******, encircling me in your burst of masculinity.
I felt fulfilled with you, like a glorious and victorious army
after winning a long and raging battle, preserving the magic
that you brought to me, the spontaneous kisses, and licks
on my cheeks, sheathed in the passionate motion of your poetic
melody, so eager to be caressed by you, to be flamed by your slang
speech, consumed inside your immense, extreme heat, so ******
and drawn on you, moaning, longing, dissolving in the wildness
of your sinuous rhymes that I could never be without.
Your honeyed sweetness glistened like a mellow and radiant
moonlight, blooming to life like a romantic land filled
with beautiful and delicately scented flowers, enlivening me,
introducing me to the starry constellations where the heavens
gleam around your irreproachable comeliness, your dancing
dreads draped in artistic designs, hanging down your back,
the way your seductive scent streamed over me, infecting
my thoughts with the blazing taste of your creation sliding
down my throat, making me float in your fervent illustriousness.
