There was something mischievous about
The ways of a lost boy

He was interesting and stubborn
Full of curiosity

His hair was constantly disheveled
Eyes changed with his surroundings

He was wildly lost
Yet no one dared to question him

I met him while I was adrift
Roaming through the city streets

He knew his way through the alleys
Led me and let me stay the night

His place was wild like him
Ivy crawled up the siding

But he knew how to treat a girl
Woke me with coffee and cream

This lost boy held my hand
As I made my own path

We were untamed together
Even while our time was short

He taught me the art of being lost
He showed me beauty in chaos

This lost boy was lost in the world
But I was lost in him