i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss/ later, i catch his eye across the classroom but his gaze skitters away, his cheeks as pink as Cosmos/we are on the sofa and his thigh skims against mine, it's a thousand degrees inside of me/i kiss the curve of his collarbone and he moans gospel around my fingers between his teeth/this is our boyhood/this is our ruin
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boyhood
Poetryi gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics