You Are My Only God- (a poem about a boy)

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Love

12-16-02





He's not in dress code; neither am I



He's so beautiful I think I'm blushing



His blue eyes like icicles slowly melting



In the heat of this room



His preppy clothes are clinging to his muscles



Making my body warm



I'd like to touch him,



Touch his body



His perfect preppy face



And pull him in for a kiss



And taste his tongue on my lips



No, inside my mouth



Warm and inviting



More beautiful



Than all the



Gods that I'm not



Sure of

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Deticated to: Christopher

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Wow, wow, Jesus Christ! (if I believed in him, I'd pray.) This reminds me of a Football player at my school who I view as a total Adonis. This work made me smile (and blush, truthfully. I don't know why, but I can relate to this one the most.) Blissful; that's the best word to describe the feeling.