Fragments from The Boy Wonder Years
Ganymede's Kiss
Never take away your kisses,
 they taste of sweet smoke
 and golden apples --
 your lips the cup
 handsome Ganymede.
Ganymede's Smile
I've been dreaming
Of you for days --
You're always smiling
In these dreams,
As if you know 
I can't find mine
And lend me yours.
Ganymede's Kiss II
If your kiss is what you will give,
 then I will take all that you offer and count myself a king among men,
 rich as Croesus with the untold treasure
 from your lips.
Ganymede's Touch
Do you remember the time
 I took your hand in mine
 and said: 'I will never let go'?
Dreams of Ganymede
I could do with
 a new dream of you --
 one where we're together
 and smiling,
 and your hand
 never
 leaves mine.
