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apollo would be gay
he would dance with his sister playing on his harp or lyre
emmitting sunlight from his skin
he would eat grapes and speak in poetry and
all his children
I could get lost in the beatuy of your eyes
Compare the, to the beatuy of nature
Crystal blue lakes, perciuos gems
I could say they remind me of home
Of feeling safe
Call your eyes bright as the stars
To the boy on the bus,
with the thick brown hoodie and the old running shoes and the wireframed glasses
and the ripped jeans that started at the knees
when you bought them
but strecthed to your lower thigh.
Because you love me
You would answer every shaky breath of mine with "are you okay?"
Because I love you
I kissed away your tears and held you so tightly
Because you love me
my love for you is beautiful and lyrical and poetic, it is pure and it is natural - it is good and it is real -
SOMETIMES I WONDER WHAT IT’S LIKE IN THAT MAN’S SHOES AND WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE SO LOVED, AND UNAPOLOGETICALLY YOURSELF
