Fabulous Muscles

Break my face in
It was the kindest touch you ever gave
Wrap my dreams around your thighs
And drape my hope upon the chance to touch your arm
Fabulous muscles
Cremate me after you [bad word] on my lips
Honey boy place my ashes in a vase
Beneath your workout bench
No romance no iness
But a star-filled night
Kneeling down before the now familiar flesh
Of your deformed [bad word] Wigging out before the unfamiliar flesh
Of my broken neck