Baby Blue Poem by June Gray

here's another for you, i suppose
i want to give you all the words
all the words in my soul

after a long day
the best way
to rest my head is upon you
you rest yours on me too

i bury my nose in your hair
no matter how clean
the smell grounds me
it makes me feel so giddy

i lace my fingers with yours
no matter if they fit
smell your hands too
often they smell like cinnamon

something i can't shake
i want you all day
i guess I'm gay
dunno, I just like you
i love it when you're a goose
sometimes you're my good boy too

sometimes it feels a little strange,
a little weird, a little off
but i love you,
and that's not wrong

no use in worrying about it
the truth is, i'm keeping you
i think i like you,
baby blue