Remember this my
Dear boy beauty
Is some thing
To be given
And not possessed
If you lock
Away beauty it
Withers let it
Illuminate dark corners
Let it smile
Never covet it
For then it
Sours turning from
Grape to vinegar
Category: Poetry
Likes
And like my
First bike you
Make me weeeeee
And ahhhhhh as
We roll down
The street like
My first Christmas
The gift that
You are makes
Me wonder what
Marvelousness lies within
Like spring you
Blossom and like
Summer you warm
And like Autumn
I did fall
DayBreak
I awoke early
To sit outside
And listen to
The world awaken
First came birdsongs
Then the stirring
Of critters snapping
Twigs car tire
Sounds on pavement
And at long
Last the sun
A quiet time
This morning as
Day starts sleepily
In my town
LikingAGuy (to Fred)
How do I
Remain cool so
As not to
Scare you off
I’m not a
Hunter stalking prey
Nor am I
A pointer rousing
Grouses but instead
Just a guy
Liking another guy
Secrets (for Fred)
And I held
It in never
Daring I thought
That he wouldn’t
Like me so
I turned and
Said excuse me
I love you
And all was
Good by then
