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