beautiful boy likes long walks around the lake behind his house;
he likes standing in the shallow water and finding himself in his reflection.

beautiful boy whispers to his reflection:
beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
and everyone looks the same.

beautiful boy lets the water kiss his ankles,
water against perfectly dark skin against perfectly pale bone;
he is all flesh & bones because that is how he is beautiful.

beautiful boy whispers to his reflection:
they say life is easier for the beautiful,
and oh! my dear boy, life is easy.