I can be your everything,
I can be your whole
just don't treat me
like a *****.

Hello my dearest boy,
do you remember when we were children,
when we played on the meadows
and our knees would get *****
all over the ground?

Do you remember when I used to go to your house
and you would change your clothes in the daylight
and I would look at you in wonderment
and thought that you were a God?

Do you remember when we used to go to church
and as the priest gave you communion
I would look at your lips
taking the host
and I thought how God had blessed you
how much God loved you
and how much I had wanted to be in God's love
being with you
kissing your cheeks
your eyes
your hands
but never your lips
because those were sacred
pure
and I was not
and I did not want to put you in your mouth
the taste of sin.

When I observe the world,
I see the vast oceans that surrounds it
I see the pelicans landing on the ground
I see the early spring tulips
I see the butterflies pollinating thousands of flowers.
But the one thing that really caught my eyes
was you.