Lost in lust when your figure caught my eye,

Face lit up the room with your golden smile.

Those soft petal cheeks where small dimples lie,

Affection, a bud, can now bloom for awhile.

His eyes in the sun like pools of honey,

Cheekbones speckled with delicate freckles.

Hair soft and brown like a little bunny.

Warm skin carefully carved with toned muscles.

Whenever I see him my head starts spinning,

Joyful spirit so perfect to be around.

When we talk my tongue is tied babbling,

I can’t believe you are mine, I’m astound.

His raspy youthful voice hums in my head,

As I dream about him lying in my bed.