Chris Evans?

More like my heavens

Look at that sweater

Look at that beard

Polyester from LL Bean

You are my wildest dream

Arms Defined, looking divine

Your “NASA” hat fits you well

For “out of this world” is everything you are

You’re a shooting star

Bright and beautiful, capable and willing

And, man, are you fine

But you play that piano like you play my heart

So calm, yet so careless

You don’t even know my name

But, nonetheless

I thank God for the gift of you everyday

You stunning, cunning man

All I want and all I can’t have

This is my ode to you

My dearly beloved, Chris Evans