He's A Genius

He's a genius.

He's also really sexy.

Toe-tapping melodies escape when he's breathing

Like utterly perfected CO2

A mane I'd kill to run my hands through

Nonchalantly enchanting

And reflective, pensive dark eyes

I turn into goo

He's a genius blessed with the touch of Midas

He can have anything he wants

With a grasp of infinity

And hands of hard diamond

An intellect to shatter minds that surround him

And somehow, I don't want him.