Beginnings

Boys.  Boys smell good, have smooth bodiesto run your fingers over & when boys love you, its early morning sunshinewith no clouds. Boy’s wrap their arms around youtell long boring stories of other girls & boys can’t see the cracks in the pavementor wonder when tomorrow will come.. Boys are dangerous, their love ensnares yousex is always 2.a.m and continuing, & the goodbyes raw and confusing,boys make you cry! I loved a boy once, he had green eyestold me he would love me forever & his morning kisses were sweeter thananything 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 environmenta monsoon in your heart. I had a boy once.