His braids were black silk art
That I carried in my heart
Artistic geometry that I fell for
Right from the start
Remarkable poetry that flowed
With the rhythm of nature

He had me wrapped in his masculinity
Basking in his enrapturing spectacularity
Wearing his fresh, **** cologne on my skin
Tantalizing thoughts of swimming
In the ocean of his magical enchantment

Wanting him to be my today
My tomorrow, my forever, and beyond
My gayness signed confessions
About my feelings for him
All over his golden flesh

Everything about him
Was my favorite treasure to savor
I stayed slammed on his muscle-bound magic
I got high-drunk on his gangsta nectar
I was hungover on his macho thunder
I blacked out on his badass boss swagger
His aura hit me harder than ***** on the rocks

His lips were my brown liquor to love
His dopeness had me overdosed
His eyes poured *** in my lungs
I was burning up for him
I could never get enough of him