Loverboy I want a boy toy my very own loverboy someone to be my play thing a man who doesn’t mind hanging from a string a boy toy would bring me lots of joy will you be my loverboy? (c) Nicole Luongo A poem from Naked Desires.
Poetry
The Price
I’m stronger than I used to be much wiser, too I realized everything has its price especially knowing you I can’t play your game I know how it ends I feel confused and hurt while you never care enough to make amends Some things aren’t worth it the price is just too high sadly –