[Vday] The Boy Wonder: An Ode (Take 2)
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Re-posting my entry due to data loss:
The Boy Wonder: An Ode
It was an average day.
You were wearing armor, dripping orange.
It pierced through my eyes like spears.
This was the beginning of a battle I wanted to lose.
Your smile was perfect.
It was intimidating, horrifying, naked.
This was the first time, my hands leaked.
It was ecstasy in the form of humanity.
A tear dripped down to your notebook.
The feelings transferred to your body, mutation.
You nuzzled my cheek, my chin, my hips.
From my mouth poured ounces of humility.
The calendar on the wall kept changing.
A piece of myself went to every month, every day.
From Father Time, I received the hourglass.
You shattered the cold metal structure, said we had forever.
This feeling of infatuation made my legs droop.
It made the ocean seem still, calm, lifeless.
My waves of solitude quickly crashed into the rocks.
You brought in the new tide, new moon.
It was an ugly morning, the mirror said.
Your chest was flawless, without a speck of blood.
Hamlet’s skeleton was far prettier than thy face.
This wasn’t right. You still made me feel hot.
You need to take care of your selfless soul.
My weak arms can’t always grip onto your back, unnervingly.
It divided my chromosomes into something less human, dear.
This needed to come in sync. I wanted to be whole.
It is what people call fate, my soul.
This is new for you, but don’t worry, don’t die.
Herons sing for you, listen carefully.
Your Boy Wonder will come. Just wait under the universe.
The Boy Wonder: An Ode
It was an average day.
You were wearing armor, dripping orange.
It pierced through my eyes like spears.
This was the beginning of a battle I wanted to lose.
Your smile was perfect.
It was intimidating, horrifying, naked.
This was the first time, my hands leaked.
It was ecstasy in the form of humanity.
A tear dripped down to your notebook.
The feelings transferred to your body, mutation.
You nuzzled my cheek, my chin, my hips.
From my mouth poured ounces of humility.
The calendar on the wall kept changing.
A piece of myself went to every month, every day.
From Father Time, I received the hourglass.
You shattered the cold metal structure, said we had forever.
This feeling of infatuation made my legs droop.
It made the ocean seem still, calm, lifeless.
My waves of solitude quickly crashed into the rocks.
You brought in the new tide, new moon.
It was an ugly morning, the mirror said.
Your chest was flawless, without a speck of blood.
Hamlet’s skeleton was far prettier than thy face.
This wasn’t right. You still made me feel hot.
You need to take care of your selfless soul.
My weak arms can’t always grip onto your back, unnervingly.
It divided my chromosomes into something less human, dear.
This needed to come in sync. I wanted to be whole.
It is what people call fate, my soul.
This is new for you, but don’t worry, don’t die.
Herons sing for you, listen carefully.
Your Boy Wonder will come. Just wait under the universe.