southern by the grace of god
being a real swedish boy
HADRIAN & ANTINOUS
ALEXANDER & HEPHAESTION
I could love thee till I die,
Would'st thou love me modestly,
And ne'er press, whilst I live,
For more than willingly I would give:
Which should sufficient be to prove
I'd understand the art of love.
I hate the thing is called enjoyment: [ie. orgasm]
Besides it is a dull employment,
It cuts off all that's life and fire
From that which may be termed desire;
Just like the bee whose sting is gone
Converts the owner to a drone.
I love a youth will give me leave
His body in my arms to wreathe;
To press him gently, and to kiss;
To sigh, and look with eyes that wish
For what, if I could once obtain,
I would neglect with flat disdain.
I'd give him liberty to toy
And play with me, and count it joy.
Our freedom should be full complete,
And nothing wanting but the feat.
Let's practice, then, and we shall prove
These are the only sweets of love.
-John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester
I take it anywhere, any time that I can
I'm the fucking son of a superman
I got a weapon that's as deadly as life
It's a well trained tool of a master guy
Every day it's the same, regime
A dozen girls are on my scene
Say sex boy will you come into my hand
-darby crash
self porn
Genet, Huysmans, Gide, Rimbaud, Baudelaire, Oscar Wilde, E. M. Forester, Dennis Cooper
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