My BoyI met a boy with knuckle tattoos,My Boy by spottedcricket
I wondered if he would stay awhile,
It felt silly to hope that he would agree
To be the lock to my lonely key.
I met a boy I didn’t think I could touch,
In his own way he was shining,
Someone who was burning bright,
Shifting in his skin like a flickering light.
I met a boy I would fall in love with,
A confession I would make too soon,
When no one else was around to see,
The words I drew on his skin were for me.
I met a boy with stars on his chest,
I wondered if they would help me find home,
I always said “second star to the right”,
I was hoping he could help me take flight.
I met a boy who would do me so wrong,
In the end I should have expected that
When I finally felt completely free,
He’d break my heart and leave me be.
I write, draw, paint, and express myself; this is the place where I document my progression. my gallery has most of my work over the years, from the very old to the very new.
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