Elusive Boy

 

The wiles of his anonymity are so deceiving.

An apogee of sin

but I am blind.

 

What a wilful warlock. Away, away sweet nuisance!

Why must we always yield to green eyes,

Piercing voodoo skin.

 

I float.

I float in melodious bliss.

Floating in his bubbling ocean; I do not wish to ever surface.