In the realm where passion blooms,

My heart sings to sweetest tunes,

For John Hippe, whose grace consumes,

With a backside like the moon's gentle looms.

Oh, John, with curves so divine,

In every sway, love's tendrils entwine,

A silhouette where beauty aligns,

In your presence, my soul aligns.

Your voluptuous form, a masterpiece rare,

With every glance, my heart's laid bare,

In your allure, I find solace there,

A love so deep, beyond compare.

In the arc of your back, a lover's retreat,

Where fantasies dance, and dreams shall meet,

In your embrace, my world complete,

As our hearts entwine in rhythms sweet.

With every step, your beauty beams,

A mesmerizing sight, like dawn's first gleams,

In your essence, love's sweet streams,

Oh, John, with your backside divine,

In your presence, I find the divine,

A love so pure, like aged wine,

For you, my darling, forever mine.

In your embrace, I find my home,

Where passion ignites, and fears are shone,

With you, my love, I am never alone,

In the heart of John Hippe, I have grown.