Day one of OLD MAN DOCTOR YAOI SUMMER 2024!!
Prompt: outside the hospital
Art form: Modern poetry
Warnings: None
Note: this poem is narrated from wilson’s pov
“The music was buzzing in our ears
the stage alight with reds and oranges and yellows
the band and the scratchy sound of their guitars
creating something unlike the cacophony i had anticipated.
The crowd was all cheery and energetic
dancing, jumping, swaying their bodies to the rhythm
and i could see the tired lines on his face,
the strain of his body,
the unfamiliar, surrendered smile playing on his thin lips,
the ache to scream and latch and blend into this entire mess
without fearing the consequences that will inevitably follow.
And so my hand,
as if on its own accord,
reached out and gently took his own calloused palm
leading us further away
away from the crowd
away from the screams
away from the unhelpful reminders of life still blazing inside those young untortured souls.
He wouldn’t talk to me
wouldn’t look me in the eye
and so we walked and walked
‘till we reached a nook nearby the concert
where the sound was not that lively but not that muffled either
the ground still shaking from the tension and the power of the music
and i took his cane and placed it on a little pedestal
and i took his hands and placed them upon my shoulders
and i placed my finger under his chin
so that he would look at me
so that his eyes would light up
so that the abrupt melancholy would vanish under the warmth of my gaze.
Then i placed my hands on either side of his hips
and we started swaying slowly
slowly slowly slowly
clumsily and so-not-in-synch with the music.
Where the music was fast
we were slow
where the music was rough
we were gentle
and oh
what a sweet mixture of paradoxes that is!
And oh
how grateful i was to feel his breath against my neck
the pulse of his heart beating against my chest
and know that i could give this to him
know that
despite the music
despite the chances
despite the greatness of the world
i was the one that could give him these moments of bliss
in our secluded little corner of the world
where no one
but me
could see
just how much needed to be noticed and loved”
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please let me love you
the way you deserve to be loved
i will write notes
with your favorite quotes
and every inside joke
and ill leave them in places around your home
for you to find
so ill be on your mind
little pieces of me
left to make you smile
i will infuse
every little moment with you
with a love so deep
it touches your roots
i will perfect the technique
with which i love you
so that you may never again know
what it is like to alone
allow yourself to soak in my presence, my dear
and this love that will
forever be present
because i will place myself between you and the door
for the next 64 years,
or however long you let me
love you.
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