Salivate for boyhood
Satiate the ****** necrotic fantasies I spent 2009 stuck on
Give me waistband of your hips and the dips at which your thighs open wide
The unscathed version of you would be afraid
Be not afraid- boy- moan in pleasure
Let me measure how far my lips can reverberate against the parts of you no ones touched before

Let me be the spirit guide to an apartheid of beads of sweat
Let me take you to a place you’ve never been
I’ll be waiting next time.

Beg for me to get closer
To hurt while I peel away your insecurity until you’re dripping with serendipitous organic ******* ultraviolet shock
I want to see your body melt when I show you this world from which you’ve been deprived
I will be boy- and we will be man- and you’ll be collapsed under tents of silk while I keep going
I won’t stop for you
I know you’re crying from ecstasy- the drug of love
I shot you up. And now I can’t shut you up
We are wet bodies in locker room mirrors
All the fears of judgement are eminent
Not to the domain of their prejudice
But to the fact that
I want to devour you
Every inch of your glistening skin
In the palms of my hand, you’re not ready to begin but believe me, this is something I never want to end

How it smells like lust when I’m around you
And cups of coffee make like lint on days where my bones are rattling against yours
It takes all my strength to test how deeply I can house your body
Competing over every inch and acre that I can run my tongue along
The curves of your chest and collarbone the delicate withdrawn hiss you expel when I melt the stone wall you responsibly upheld


This boyhood
From new innocence it arises and it’s so beautiful to see you fall apart again
**** me, boy, until I see nothing but the future in your eyes.