He's the tranquility in the rain
the fading of the world that's driving you insane.

He's the euphoric smell
of the hot pavement after rain fell

He's that laughing so hard you cry joke
When inside all you feel is empty and broke.

He's the nicotine you inhale
after a long day from hell

He's the loud ass music you need
on your worst day ever, screaming guaranteed

He's your secret smut stash
Everyone thinks you're innocent,
and you internally laugh.😈

He's like your favorite wine
helping you one glass at a time
to believe everything's going to be fine.

He's the saving grace you need
to get you out of unwanted company.

He's that pause and swoon
as you stop to take in the midnight moon.

He's that sense of passion
when you see dreams taking action.

He's like an addictive vortex of the unexplained.
A hectic storm both calm and hurricane