By: Bee
"Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all."
Heinrich Heine
I would invite him to a cafe
To talk about literature, about our lives
But that was not the kind of thing a bad boy would be interesting for
A bad boy desires to ride his motorcycle
For a thousand miles, maybe alone
High-speed, no concerns in his mind
Feeling the wind through the skin
And if he had the chance
Making sex with a lot of unknown faces that, for a good or a bad reason, crossed his way
Faces that will remain unknown after all
And me, well...the only thing I could offer was these kind of sensations
Only by having sex with him
But see, this is not that easy
When all I wanted to do
Was to admire him
While he was admiring life
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