a boy

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A pair of phrases ,

A couple metaphors.

How do you make me feel so giddy?

Like antlers of a deer , Ramming a door ,

How do you evoke turmoil in my guts?

Smiling at texts sounds cliche.

Swift seething frost , Or should I call you

Sunshine boy , how do you shine so bright?

And deep within, lies something so shallow,

Like bright summer laugh and warm sweet wine .

You're so patient that it scares me

And a whole lot of twinkling eyes i adore,

When we stumble on pages of glory and gore,

How the notes you weave ,

Which leave me thinking,

How you're so much ,so much

More .

It's concerning.

Like a forest of anecdotes,

You're a transient smile ,

That vanishes as quick as it came ,

Buried covens under,Lies my heart ,

Which you've managed to breach ,

Which you've asked to claim .

It blooms now .

I won't name it love ,Perhaps I'm afraid

Of how your name's a sickening elixir.

I resist.

I won't write you ,In honeyed Proses

I'll paint you ,In silent resistance.

But sir , you see

My heart fails to deny ,

It's wretched, wretched existence.

What have you done to me

It won't listen now that it remembers your voice .

It's plaguing my dreams .

It's not to late to kill my butterflies ,

Is it?

I do not deserve such beauty

Your name is the sweetest phrase I've heard

But perhaps I'll hear a lot more

This isn't the end.

I'm afraid

Like a free concept of unethical art.

There's no possession of my heart .

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 20 ⏰

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