Alan
Alan is the boy,
who lives in my dreams,
a handsome young lad,
yet has a lot of sins.
Alan was the boy,
who always lie,
about his identity
his thoughts
and his life.
He always hide
yet always peeking.
Always nice,
but never happy.
But one day he revealed everything
a lie before
was now considered truth.
A truth that is inconvenient,
but makes his heart boost.
His confessions were full of noise,
and were also full of lust,
Alan was the boy,
who made love with boys.
Yes, he is the boy who lives in my dreams,
Alan is a part of me...
a part that makes my identity.
yet he is still concealed,
waiting to be revealed.
#gay#
#bisexual#
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