Pretty Boy Light

 

For that bold beautiful pretty boy you. 

Whose fruits are sweet and gratefully mine. 

Loving all kind and so precious and fine.

For you I present a staple in temple. 

Being certain, to keeping it sexy and simple. 

To you who have climbed and reached the top perfecting mind.

Your light is so bright that the Almighty is growing heights sight. 

From hear is the pictures end in view,

Calling forward looking through. 

To the beginning of the spark,

Being pretty boy you. 

For being bold, beautiful, and dominant me.

Whose fruits are sweet, whose love rings free.

Gratefully mine, yet gifted in all,

Standing in light, lifting up fall.

My temple carved from Hermes words,

Keeping it simple, sexy,  inline.

Reaching the top, perfecting mind,

Your glowing igniting the heavens to align.

From here, the window’s end in view,

A picture framed, looking through.

Lighting sparks in time anew,

Forever shining—pretty boy you.