'love' 'positive' 'trust' ' hope' 'teen' 'romance' 'first love'
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stuck on and to you
like honey-bathed bees,
i found your eyes
and the sun kissed spots
on your cheeks
as stars in summer
long drawn,
i am joyus again,
you have come to me
Built-up walls, you found little holes
You fill each of my different souls
Making my shoes runnable
Never saw me as loveable
Till you slide through the cracks
boiling coffee
come expeditious
burn my palate
ash her so vicious
mistresses kisses
sweet and delicious
thoughts of us
pleasures malicious
bitter coffee
The moon, the stars, and every light
Shine upon you
Like an angel in the night.
Shifting my gazing eyes
To one beautiful sight.
You call yourself a monster
Ask how anyone could ever love you
How could you ever be important to someone
When I look at you
I don't see a monster
I dont see a fuck up
I see you
My boy
