his name is Theodore.
the earth I orbit
my cheeks
warm and glowing
from the sun
my eyes green
only looking for him in a crowd.
he is my
love
my love
in every sense of the word
love
he isn't my
first
love
but goddamn
will he be the last
he is the love
that erases
the
v-nc-e-t-
the
-r-os
the
l-a-ms
the
m-t-ld-s
they are mere
amalgamations
mere
whispers of a memory
when my mind is occupied
by how his lips taste
by how his fingers feel
by how his teeth
leave beautifully
shaped
purple flowers on
my soft delicate skin
they don't exist
nor ever existed
when he is even in the
same vicinity
when i feel his breath
and smell his warm
honey scent.
i love this boy
