the boy you love is a boy of the ruthless sea,
who you dream of at the sweep of night,
as you imagine his dancing feet around the sun.
his lightning fists quaking stars of broken constellations,
his red mouth swollen from blood oranges or your lips,
and your longing peeps behind you into the abyss.
the boy you love is closer than you know
as you write hymns of beauty to the arms of the sea,
the earth covers the hymn for rebirth.
— the boy you love | (p.v.)