Alexander

Alexander
You seem golden
You speak to me when I’m asleep
And we cavort in harmony
You’re still golden
It’s like I’m beholden, completely besotted
You’re never forgotten
Lots of other boys have kissed my lips,
But no one does like you
Lots of other boys have grabbed my hips,
No one does like you
No one does, no one holds a candle to
My Alexander
You see others,
You’ve got a new lover
The past feels like present, I’m livid and jealous
Replay autumn,
Grow lovesick and solemn
Our first conversations, I know them verbatim
Lots of other boys have kissed my lips,
But no one does like you
Lots of other boys have grabbed my hips,
No one does like you
No one does, no one holds a candle to
My Alexander
Though my actions might say otherwise,
I still ache for you
This is an ache as pure as paradise,
Crystal clear & true blue
I’m still carrying a torch for you,
Oh, Alexander