Poetry

His perfection shines
It radiates out from him
And for now
That perfection is mine
It’s in my hands
For me to worship
For me to cherish
He has something in him
Something I can’t put into words
Something I’ve been searching for
I’m infatuated with him
Consumed by his touch
By the look in his eyes
I close my eyes and see his
Penetrating my soul
And a shiver of pleasure runs up my spine
He seems to be what I’ve been looking for
Maybe this time I’ll be able to hold onto him

~ Ankoku Gekido