This poem is not written by me but i love it. It reminds me of Cameron. <3
In the light shade of the sycamore tree,
lies my love, a blushing boy of seventeen,
the green tendrils of grass do kiss his skin,
and in gentle, peaceful slumber, he rests.
His soul provides all ornamentation,
he glows, like a prince, even in plainclothes.
He requires no jewels, no gold, either,
he is bedecked in the warm May sunlight,
and in this moment he is beautiful.
I lay here beside him, my fairy prince,
a fairy queen, all bright, young, and sweet.
In our youth, we are naive, innocent,
and in spring’s loving embrace we breathe,
we breathe air infused with all sorts of magic.