The Unnamed Boy I Love

a poem by InderTheGreat

His eyes make me shy,
His laugh takes away all my sigh.

He is one of his own kind,
The one you can never find.

His poor jokes make me cry,
If you ask me he is the perfect guy.

I just want to sleep with him for one night,
I just want to hold him tight,
Under the same stars,
Under the same sky,
And repeat it, and repeat it for my whole life.