i fell in love with a boy who'd never grow up
even when
his chin grew whiskers
that tickled my face as he kissed me
even when
his hands calloused and weathered
as he strummed songs about change and caressed me
even when
he held me in his arms
and shook with ecstasy
he wouldn't grow up
and he's never grown up
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
i fell in love with a boy who'd never grow up
even when
his chin grew whiskers
that tickled my face as he kissed me
even when
his hands calloused and weathered
as he strummed songs about change and caressed me
even when
he held me in his arms
and shook with ecstasy
he wouldn't grow up
and he's never grown up
it's more like prose than a poem but alas i've hit writer's block
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