Flightless bird poem

POEM

The boy: Harry His love: Louis 

And I think you can guess who the man are...

A boy and his love had a dream to dance, but they thought that they didn't have any chance. They kissed and danced through the night, this time of their lives really was the light. Soon there came a man who they hoped would help, he showed them that their dream could be done-but only for one.

The boy was the one who got chosen by his twirls, but no the man "chose him by his curls" 

The boy followed the man who told him he was a star, but he couldn't see that they had gone too far. The man made him dirty, then threw him away, while the boy cried at the night, he had to smile through the day.

Back home from Paris he didn't feel the same, he felt tired, dirty, broken and lame

When he thought he recovered it just got worse, cuz he had to go back-it all felt like a curse. he searched in Kiev for someone to help-maybe a whisper or a song- but the dirty man shared him, it was a lie all along.

His love from home was now alone with a broken heart- but the worse part was that it was the boy who broke it apart. The boy had changed that was for sure, while he moved around the floor the dark inside him just grew more.

After years and years drowned in a lie, the boy finally told his love the truth and my oh my. Now when his love could see the boy explained that "they laughed at me". Together again-stronger than ever, they confronted the man with some help-very clever

Now the boy and his love could finally dance, though it was his last, his love gave him the chance

I hope I didn't ruin your day by writing this xx

AND AGAIN CRED TO AUDREYHORNESHEART FOR THIS FANTASTIC (and heartbreaking) STORY! I'M NOT WRITING THIS FOR AND TAKING CREDIT!