A little theory that hides in his kiss

The words write themselves on the curve of his lips

Philosophies streams from the satin skin

All whisper of wonders captured with in

Poseidon's eyes hide the emotions raw

As on his tongue the Gods scribe their law

Their commandments of love untiring

Of passion eternal, of fire never dieing

The words escape tumble from those lips

Just to be caught by my silencing kiss

Do I hope for them? Yes but believe them no

They're just the bizarre thoughts of a boy I know