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Sunflowers on a grave..
Was it not enough?
My imperfections grew on you,
so you said,
with every glance you shared with me...
Lust or love...
You decide...
Playing in the meadows,
Holding hands, belonging with you..
Or so I thought, neieve as I was..
A fool, tho think it could be possible..
yet, even thinking what I thought was pointless..
Running through my mind,
I sleep at night, thinking these thoughts...
Nothing is as it seems,
Yet, there is always something different,
a small ray of light that attracts us..
pointing me in the right direction...
Tell me again...
Love..
or Lust...
Would you rather I strip for you,
get on my knees and beg for it...
What is it you want from me?
Can I do enough, anything for you?
What do you want?
Why do you toy with my emoions?
I'm a small boy.. only 18...
thinking, thats not a lot of years of living...
I have yet to experience the thing some people call love...
I ask again..
Love.. or Lust...
Decide tonight...
Let your mind not wander downward,
your eyes looking at my flesh...
Dirty..
Simply dirty...
yet, with a mind like yours,
what does one expect...
Put your arms around me...
As you do, I scream,
wanting, yet not..
Wanting Out...
I am trapped...
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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