Shoonen-Omocha
(Boy Toy)
Poem #6 in the "Kibito's Thoughts" series
By LadyRivka
A/N: Shoonen-ai as always. ^^ You don't like, don't read. –L.R.
I still cannot believe
They make you run
Down mazes, up neural pathways, highways,
Just to satisfy their raging desires.
Are you an automaton, Kaiooshin-sama,
A wind up toy to them?
You appear to be running
Into their dead ends, their demented dreams.
They do not realize
Who you are, where you come from.
To them you're a boy-toy,
A sex-symbol, a godly gigolo
To be thrown in the garbage when used.
Get out of their maze,
Their lies, their twisted fantasies,
Their hormonal waste-dump.
Run into my arms, love,
Run to where you feel safe.
I will kiss away your tears,
Your fears, your stress, your bad memories,
And remind you in my mind
I am you are me.
-Rivka
