dirty numb angel boy
golden hair sweaty skin
im drawn to him by puppet string
burning red carnal sin
rolling beats in a torrent
feathers falling in rhythm
drag drag drag
snapping hips, lips, waists in women
back light. fake high. tie dye
he's mine
broken cold golden boy
silver tongue, nimble limbs
hold me, my weight, my soul
blinding white godly thing
i eat your laughter
ripe, fresh and sweet
breathe you in, lit cigarette
sooty lungs, sated heart
burn for love
burn for lust
all we are is dust and grime
but he's ethereal my boy shines
bright, vibrant , sparkling glitter
my angel
my wealth
my boy
listen to 'Born Slippy' by Underworld heh
~helio
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In boredom, we indulge in poetry and paragraphs
Poesiagood day to you too! (okay no curse good days, JUST day to you too!) this is a collection of some poems i wrote, short stories, and some rants. everyday musings and anecdotes if you will.
