The long, slick shaft leans towards me, begging Do it again, baby. Take me. Own me. We’ve ripped the sticky sheets and knocked the pictures from the wall with our condoms-stolen-from-your-daddy’s-drawer lust. Lick me, baby It’s giving me that look, stiff and pointed like a dirty old compass, begging me for more. I want that [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’
Not Love, but Not Nothing Either
Posted in Kissing girls, Kyle, Poetry, tagged Kyle, Kissing girls, Poetry on September 2, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Wonder
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Beauty, Poetry, Strength on February 24, 2010 | 7 Comments »
I am a wonder of creation. I am round and warm and soft in a world that isn’t. I can inspire war, and peace, with a shimmy or a glance. I can read the news and make it sound like sex. I am magical in the classroom and unstoppable in bed. My fingers are like [...]
When We’re Dangerous Like This
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Beauty, Bliss, Butch, Kyle, Poetry on February 18, 2010 | 7 Comments »
It’s that way that he – daaamn – leans against that wall, looking like a fight just desperate to jump ya with his button fly jeans, old friends that know how to hug him just right, with that grease stain on the side that reminds me where his mind likes to stay and his no [...]
For Casey
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Kyle, love, Kissing girls, Poetry, Bliss on January 24, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Then let us kiss all day, until the sun hangs heavy and low, and when the dusk succumbs to the dark desires of our Lady Moon, lying down to suckle at her breast, I will kiss you still, as the stars burn bright in the darkness, lest some of your sweet kisses slip off into [...]
Bus Stop
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Poetry on January 9, 2010 | 3 Comments »
We dressed quickly, pants grabbed in darkness, mismatched shoes, the shirt that smelled like last night’s dinner, lips chapped and crusty, . and ran outside, together, through the sprinklers that keep the fields wet and muddy for Saturday soccer games, and past the graveyard gates, lit up like they were expecting company. . Your fingers [...]
A Moment Together
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Kyle, Kissing girls, Poetry, Beauty, longing on December 16, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Kyle wrote this poem for me Monday night because he was missing being close…it was so evocative that when I read it, the lines in blue flowed into my head and we agreed that they fit together like two sides of a conversation. Writing like this has become a wonderful way for us to experience [...]
My life has tumbled
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Poetry, Real life, Secrets, Truth on November 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
My life has tumbled away from me, decided by sinister phone calls, capricious choices, made by men who think in votes and not in futures. By a picture taken out of context, and a truth that is falsely used to build a tragic story not unlike reality, but looking nothing like the truth. There is [...]
Yes Again
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Becoming Roxy, Pictures, Bois, Real life, Kyle, poly, Kissing girls, Poetry, Truth on October 11, 2009 | 3 Comments »
In honor of National Coming Out Day, I’d like to re-post one of my favorite poems. It came tumbling out of me after my first trip to visit Kyle – a single answer to so many questions that were swirling in my head. And, since it is National Coming Out Day…in case it wasn’t obvious [...]
The Long Night
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Loneliness, M, Poetry, Real life on October 1, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Becoming
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged M, Kyle, love, Kissing girls, Poetry, Truth, Secrets on August 30, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Yesterday morning, I woke up with my head full of poetry. In my dream, someone had told it to me, and I was trying to remember it so I could write it down when I woke up (lately I’ve been so tired I can only dream half-lucidly – I know I’m dreaming but I don’t [...]