Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse heartbeatSurroundings dainty and petite.BODY: Who says that I'm some jail. He was a great guy, cute, fun, sweet, and a really cool. so, we start talking and i find out he likes me. well, he says he does, but its hard not to tell that someone likes you when they cant get their eyes off the front of your pant or cant pull them away from you. more the first than the second. now, he knew i was bi. that secret got out becuase of my idiot freind micheal. yeah, when you tell someone you like boys and they tell you they wont say a word to anyone, make sure they are telling.Read More
