I watch him as he's treated like a germ
behind his eyes there are whimpers
A secret held
for no one should know
because once its revealed
they treat him like a *******
My heart cries out and yearns
to console
to show him acceptance
as he struggles to do so
Death's cold breath raising hairs on his neck
At seventeen he faces this foe
Lost in a world that holds too many
Homophobes
Curse all of them
Curse his darkest taunting hours
Curse the creators of this Reaper
and when they walk in the fires
crying out
I hope the devil relishes every moment

I like you.
Or at least I like who I am when I'm with you.
When I look into your eyes,
I'm on a different planet.
I've always liked you...
Even before everyone else did.
I still do...
And I don't know if its worse if you know,
Or worse if you don't.

Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
casually.

He said I'll love you till I die
She told him you'll forget in time

But as the years went slowly by.
She still preyed upon his mind.

He kept her picture on his wall.
Went half crazy,now and then.

But he still loved her through it all.
Hoping that she'd come back again.

He kept some letters by his bed.
Dated 1962. He had underlined in red.
Every single I LOVE YOU.

I went to see him just today.
Oh but I didn't see no tears.

All dressed up to go away.
First time I'd seen him smile in years.

He stopped loving her today. They placed a wreath upon his door.
And soon they'l carry him away. He stopped loving her today.

You know,she came to see him one last time.
Aw and we all wondered if she would.
And it kept running through my mind ."This time he's over her for good".

He stopped loving her today. They placed a wreath upon his door.
And soon they'l carry him away.

He stopped loving her today.

He is a strong and mysterious  phenomenon
possessing a magnetism captivated in awe
Alluring and indispensable
I wavered in irrestible charm

His touch is like a sensual dream
much too rare to be a reality
his primal way made it impossible to restrain
and I found myself howling at the moon
beckoning to ode to wolf

His voice just like a whisper
ears keen to the sound
I'm falling yet never hitting the ground
I was held prisoner within his gaze
I watched his lips
mind lost in haze

Eager to be freed from his intensity
my body strained from the immensity
I fell victim under his spell
I could barely breath
inhale...exhale...

He grinned as he sensed infallible frailty
A merciful beast he walked away
and I transformed to suit my need
and continued on howling

Consumed and unleashed

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.