BoySlut

 

you’ve found a home with a window seat in the attic of my mind

 

I woke up this morning

wanting to suck lightning

roll up thunder

smoke it

& exhale the sunrise

 

dive into

your deepest oceans

& cover you in pearls

of gossamer

to crown you

my Queen

 

when the nighttime comes

caress your moon

write an ode to you

in stardust

to be sung by

the cosmic breeze