His masculinity was felony-level ****
A walking violation of grade-A greatness
Dangerously dreamy, magically manlicious
I craved to bury my face in his man—scent
Crown his pecs with my creative caresses

My brick-bodied heartthrob
My gangsta beard-daddy
My stroke-certified Romeo
My studmuffin deluxe

His eyes, hazel melt lasers
His lips, liplock launchers
That had my heart
His abs, first-class fine frame

I worshipped his top-tier
Jail-certified world
Of treasured muscularity
Built like a towering masterpiece
His Daddy cologne all over me

I was mad gay sprung
On his smooth operator swagger
His red-hot, passionate magnetism
Top-shelf-level looks
That kept me hooked on his
Prepossessing pulchritude