The Boy through the Years

[im_the_only_son]

Pairing:  Sam/Dean
Disclaimer:  I own nothing in any way, shape, or form.
W/C & Warnings:  152 words; wee!chesters, age unspecified, but just kissing; inspired by a line of Doctor Who, woops~
Poem: He's racing so far ahead of you, you don't think you'll ever be able to catch up--
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Monsters
The boy says
Maybe we should ask the neighbors
Large eyes.  Scared of thunderstorms
But unflinching when it comes to pulling a trigger
With such small hands 
Suddenly the boy’s growing
Stretching for the sky
He’ll stretch past you if you don’t lay your claim

Storm’s comin
The boy says
Maybe you should stay close
Larger eyes, somehow.  Scared of an empty room
It’s not really the thunder, or the kick of a gun
Against his scrawny shoulders
Suddenly the boy’s on you
Begging for your mouth
He’ll kill you with his pleas if you don’t shut him up

Don’t
The boy says
I have to grow up sometime
Large eyes grew slanted.  Shuttered away fear
Of everything; from lightning storms to an empty bed
To you, hot and heavy against him
Suddenly the boy’s gone
Heading for a new life
He’ll leave you forever if you don’t go after him