Perfection
Oh my God!
It’s David.
What do I do?
What do I say?
How do I portray
my feelings for you
without sounding
completely gay?
Oh David,
your beauty,
your perfection
silences me, leaves me
without the natural reflex
that I most need
to live, to go on.
Your shy little smile,
your thin little waist,
your long slender legs,
and
your cute little face
makes me want you
in a way that should not
be said aloud to you
or to anyone.
I don’t know you
and I don’t care to
I just want to worship
you, I just want to
lust over you - David
you and your tri-colored
plaid shirts and your tight
thigh hugging black pants
That’s it. That’s all I need.
To vicariously gain pleasure
Through your glorious perfection.
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