Boys.

 

 

Boys smell good, have smooth bodies

to run your fingers over

 

& when boys love you, its early morning sunshine

with no clouds.

 

Boy’s wrap their arms around you

tell long boring stories of other girls

 

& boys can’t see the cracks in the pavement

or wonder when tomorrow will come..

 

Boys are dangerous, their love ensnares you

sex is always 2.a.m and continuing,

 

& the goodbyes raw and confusing,

boys make you cry!

 

I loved a boy once, he had green eyes

told me he would love me forever

 

& his morning kisses were sweeter than

anything I had ever known.

 

Boys leave you, often without warning,

they leave gaps in the fabric of your universe

 

tears in the structure of your environment

a monsoon in your heart.

 

I had a boy once.