I have a weakness for a boy
with shadows in his eyes
and fire in his throat.
When he speaks,
like a dragon,
he exhales his truth
singeing all those who dare
come close.
A knowing fool,
I dance daringly
through the flames;
aching for a glimpse
behind a mask
he doesn’t know
that he still wears.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 10:13 PM UTC
I have a weakness for a boy
with shadows in his eyes
and fire in his throat.
When he speaks,
like a dragon,
he exhales his truth
singeing all those who dare
come close.
A knowing fool,
I dance daringly
through the flames;
aching for a glimpse
behind a mask
he doesn’t know
that he still wears.
