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Poetry

Poems for the young, the restless, or the mad. These are my words to you, always and forever~

Spring Boy

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by masterphoebo

by masterphoebo

Perhaps you were caught up in the breeze,

Mistaken my melodies for the trees,

It is easy to fall in love with those things.

But, you swear it was just me, and I'm sorry.

Even as I'm breaking you,

The only worry on your mind is me.

You look at me like an artist would a Picasso,

Why do I look at you like a spring sky?

Why is it that I love you?

Why is that my body refuses to love you?

Because God knows I want to.

Oh, don't you dare look at me like that,

Stare at me like the stars.

I do not deserve you admirable gaze,

You are merely in love with the idea of me.

So, be on your way,

Spring boy,

I am not the one for you.