Raving lunacy in new millen.nium
Wandering the dancefloor
i looked for him
Searching the faces
Blitzed outta my mind
Seeing others making out
Wanting my own ra.ver boy
The stud that took 12 years to meet
I know if we would have met in all of that mad.nezz
it would not have ended right
Perhaps it is better to be ex ravers
Perhaps we will go to a rave in the future as two gay blokes
Kinda amaz.ing because
this is all i wanted when i was a young candy boy
I didn’t want the drugs, the people, the music, the madness, the dark.ness, the oxygen bars, the washroom lineups, the drama, the group sex, the randomness.
Deep down inside i wanted him
Moreso to be two candy bois together
with the toddler cuff that attaches you both
Soothers
Yellow jumpsuits
Sadly the one chance i would have had to be with him then,
i know i would have lost him
Carted off to warehouses, afterparties, lazer tag arenas, forests, caverns, abandoned buildings
It would have been easier on me to meet him at that time
I wonder if i would have almost went of to the Carib.bean on a yacht
Or if i would have ended up in Vancouver
Or if i would have gotten heavier into drugs
Or lost them all because he is so beautiful
If i would have danced in my under.wear on a podium
Or played with baby powder in a creek bed
Or jacked off that muscle stud in a tent
Would i have been a star with my mate
Progressing into deejay
Or perhaps even throw.ing the damn parties
It was already madness
It would have gotten worst
I don’t think it could have gotten better
Finding myself in the proc.ess and knowing my soul is somewhat lost
Insomnia haunts me because he isn’t there by my side
I just know
He is here now
I have to learn from my mistakes
But also be his soulguide in a sense
And he would make me feel incredible in his presence
A kiss
A snuggle
A nuzzle
A hug
A whisper
A Lick
So slick
- Shaun A. Delage