beautiful boy with your beautiful eyes
I used to watch you sometimes
a cigarette between your lips,
towel just reaching your thighs
you were gorgeous, drug-addled,
with your sweet shy smile
(tenderly washing my fingers
and making me cry)
beautiful boy with your beautiful eyes
I used to watch you sometimes
coming down, on the ground,
mumbling my name, trembling,
lighting your cigarettes,
and fighting the shaking
(you’d hold my wrists so hard,
I was scared of breaking)
beautiful boy with your beautiful eyes
I used to watch you sometimes
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