Xavier

i once met a boy called xavier. he was the son of a saudi traitor, and very handsome. his mother was french, and had fled the arab empire. i lost contact after he went back to find his brother.

My saviour, 

my christ.

Nailed to the walls 

of society.

It is not possible for

me to love

you anymore

than i do now

with your pain,

I fell pain also.

if i could take your pain,

i would.

you give me light,

you are my shepherd, 

you lead me to the still water.

I shall not want

lead me now, 

I will follow.

my christ, I 

love and adore you

remember me,

when you return to heaven.

my angel