I treasured his macho swagger
That walk-like-a-boss, talk-like-a-**** type
Of desirable cool that ruled me
With his bad boy afro
His fine-*** frame
Dipped in cocoa butter
And unmatchable cologne

He was on my gay radar
With his sweet, kissable, and heavenly lips
A gangbuster vibe that gave me
Endless sensual rushes
His eyes, devourable and stunning
Undress-you-from-head-to-toe

He unraveled my soul
Had me feeling butterflies
In my stomach
Had my cells dancing
The more he romanced me
Tattooed his name across my domain

He had me gone beyond recovery
Insanely, stupidly, punch-drunk crazy for him
Drenched in his dopeness
His fire-hot thirst trap game
Next-level ish that I couldn’t resist

His body talked to me
Like a dope *** beats
He was a fiery, passionate track
That stayed on repeat in my head
His machoness was my gangster poetry in motion

He had me floating
On bliss-infused clouds
High on his bright, blooming enchantment
Lightheaded off his lusciousness
He had that make-you-wanna-surrender-to-him
Type of vibe that had me bound to him

And I was so **** queer
For his thugalicious thunder
So hung up on his hot boy heat
So **** undone by his
Revolutionary extraordinariness