quieter than a mouse, quieter, still,

with dusty blond hair that cries lovely, lovely,

pretty boy, dance with me

your grace is unmatched by the fact

that you trip on your own two feet,

pretty boy, see through me,

see the lights that have dimmed,

that will reignite at your touch,

gentle and firm, often too much,

touch, a touch of beauty,

pretty boy, you have more than that,

a laugh that champions the boisterous laugh,

of a man, but not yet a man,

pretty boy, that’s what you are,

pretty boy, you are a star,

pretty boy, blond hair, pink lungs,

pretty boy, not yet tainted by fun,

just a pretty boy.