claybay
On the exterior a claybay appears aloof, handsome from afar. This is when he is a "clay". A claybay however takes shape in the intimacy of the afternoon, beneath crumpled sheets and on the stove of a frying egg. He is gentle, kind, annoying, and smart. He is claybay. Handsome from afar, handsome from behind, handsome from the side, god's gift dead center.
"Did you just knock over all of the dishes in a charming manner and accidentally smack me in the boob?"
"Yes, tehee"
"ooooooo Claybay!!!"
"Yes, tehee"
"ooooooo Claybay!!!"