Sweet little boy

You’re sweet and kind

Believing the best

Never judging or harsh

Your eyes follow me.

Never cruel, unlike me.

I would break you,

Little boy,

With a smile,

For sport.

My eccentricities,

Are numerous,

And incomprehensible,

To anyone unbroken.

Your nuclear family,

Mocks my imperfections.

Sublime and grotesque,

You touch me gently

As though worshipping,

Your lips caressing mine,

Softly.

Stop.

I need,

Your teeth clashing

Against mine

Lips swollen almost

Almost bruised

Bite marks in my neck

Make me hurt, please.

You sweet little boy,

I would destroy you

And I would smile.