By: Josh Black

Eye’s blue as a sky,
Lip’s full and lush.
A smile at each corner,
His hand touching my leg.
My member springing to life,
His member touching my hand.

Hazel eye’s meet blue,
Breath catching in Sinque.
Chest to chest I pull,
Hip to hip I caress.
Each touch reaching higher,
Hearts beating as one.

Lips brush and bodies spasm,
Hands still as my mind recoils.
The mind refusing to accept,
As internal pain beats my soul.
Why do I feel this way,
Why does my body not change…