love is a gift–love is a curse…heartbreak leaves me sick–toxic debris is the worst…from wild nights in gotham–to the beaches of zipolite…i’ve met my karmic match–in the flames that fire when you meet me…my heart has been opened wide–to transcendant moments…to transcendant love–to that space where time is frozen…if i ever let you in–if i ever use these words…you are forever under my skin–like a sheath protects a sword…i’ve wasted time yearning–for men beyond approach…intoxicated by the burning in my heart and in my throat…i knew i was different–by age eight or ten… i acquired queer sentience–seduced the cocks of older men…love and lust–heart and mind–orgasmic thrust–orgasmic fire…faith and trust in the night–fuel my soul with desire
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
