Love is glamorous ,
Love is alluring,
Love is beautiful,
Love is attractive,
Love is elegant,
Love is stylish,
Love is charming,
Love is charismatic,
Love is fascinating,
Love is intriguing,
Love is enchanting,
Love is irresistible,
Love is seductive,
Love is lovely.

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Seth Paul Williams
Seth Paul Williams
Dec 30, 2016

Our only home throbs
as we squeeze, devour,
dump, repeat while
hoods around us bleed,
march, shot down,
incarcerated, drowned
by the sounds of the
while the reservations mourn
their rivers, lakes, and streams, 
counting down the sacred
spaces defiled by our greed
while the mosques downtown
fear our acts of
“freedom," “peace," and “creed"
while the border jails swell
with the young, old, 
and frail while the night 
clubs twitch hit with 
homophobic kills while
the witch trials proceed
around abortion clinic bills
while from sea to shining sea
the man we chose to lead us,
guarded in his tower,
would rather fucking tweet us.

Nov 15, 2016

i loved her so much
i've never loved something
or someone
so pure
so raw
so beautiful
in my whole life
she left me warm
before she left me

i've never missed someone as much as i miss you
Scarlett C-C
Scarlett C-C
Aug 31, 2016

little girl wants a monster truck
little boy wants a fairy doll
little girl wants to be a boy
little boy wants to be a girl
doors closed and eyes closed
wishing for a brighter tomorrow
closet doors creaking open
light shining in
closet doors jammed open

The Mellon
The Mellon
Aug 25, 2016

Three days
And I will be the age that I will be when I graduate high school

Seventy two hours
Until I'm on my last teenage year

Four thousand three hundred twenty
Until Eighteen years have gone by

Two hundred fifty nine thousand two hundred seconds
Until we arrive on the day I was born

I remember when I was younger I would always beg for toys or games for my birthday.

Now I wish for nothing
Of the sort

This year my wishes are self fulfilling

I wish for happiness
I wish for love
I wish for life long friends
I wish for identity
Humility and grace

But I wish for all if that and none of it

I wish not to have them I wish to be them
I wish to be the love that someone needs on a dark night
I wish to be break threw clarity

I wish to make people happy

Most of all I simply wish to choose love
I once wrote
Love is love is love is love
Because love is love
I am loved
Because I am loved
And love is love
I love too

That's what I want
I want to love

If the whole world shared that believe,
And I love too,

That means that I love you
And because you are loved by me,
And I love because
Love is love
Then you love too

Before to long the whole world would love

That. That is what I want for my birthday.

I kiss the spots I know others have missed
& shake my head
what a loss it would be
to not have all of you

#love   #happy   #beauty   #iloveyou   #you   #muse   #baby   #loving   #lesbianlove   #loveislove  
Jul 18, 2016

Today I experienced true lgbt+ hate for the first.
A disagreement turned violent because the opponent refused to apologize for calling me something that I am not.
Someone who I am not.
It's like my identity was stolen from me and auctioned off to the highest bidder,
as if my identity was not mine in the first place,
as if my identity was a joke and I was the only one not laughing. 
My self love was almost warped into self hate because my pronouns were an inconvenience, 
because "not knowing," is an excuse for arrogance,
because political incorrectness is an excuse for an @ sign.
I refused to be given any less than what I deserve, what I have worked for.
No one will take that away from me.

I have finally gotten to a place where I am comfortable with my identity. I am a grayromantic, pansexual, genderfluid, half latin american, half black individual.
Jun 14, 2016

I hope that you love me for me.
I hope you can handle all my insecurities.
I hope you'll stand by me
Through the good & bad.
I hope you understand.... me

Jun 12, 2016

50 people died in a gay club last night.
Right now, as I write this, I am lucky to be alive.
Because as a gay woman in the United States of America,
I do not live in a land of the free.
So I will use my lucky oxygen,
Flowing deeply in my lungs,
Providing my body with a life,
Some of my brothers and sisters have lost,
To write our truth.
A truth that exposes the devastation of the irreversibility
Of a system designed with destructive weapons
For anything that’s mildly different
But really I’m not different
The only difference between you and me
Is that my love is a she and yours is a he.
But, still,
50 people died last night.
I use my breath today to say the words
To build a pride
That many tried to eliminate with a gun in their hands
With pounding fists
With destructive words
With lives lost because of one word
I write today to remind the world
That no matter the sexuality
Those 50 people were someone’s children
And the cruelty exposed to them is not uncommon.
50 people died in a gay club last night.
And some people are thanking their God
Because we’re sinners anyway
And our lives are nothing short of a devil’s act
But really, I beg of you,
Make sure you’re praying to the right God
Because my God would never celebrate the death of her children,
Smiling through the barrel of a gun,
Because of the expression of love.
50 people died in a gay club last night
And some people will defend their guns,
Before someone’s children.
Before our own people.
Where is our empathy?
Where is our safety?
50 people died in a gay club last night
And that won’t stop me.
Because even if we’re walking a busy street
I’m still holding my girlfriend’s hands
And I don’t care who sees.
Because even right now
When this world seems less like a home
And more like a prison
I refuse to back down because of hate
I refuse to not have faith
That one day it will be okay
That one day this world will have so much love
It overflows into our oceans
But until that day comes,
5o people died in a gay club last night,
And it’s 2016
And I still do not live in a land of the free.

Bre Free
Bre Free
Jan 15, 2016

What is Love?
Love is understanding one another,
accepting one another for who they are.
Every imperfection is perfect
because you look beyond them.
Love is looking at the other and admiring
every movement...
every gesture they make...
because its in the moment that’s beautiful.
Love is not “yours” or “mine"
There is no ownership.
Love is respected
Love is laughter
Love is freedom
Love is their touch...
like hot tea first thing in the morning
that warms your whole body.
Its content
Its natural
Love is Love.

One of my first poems I found when I started to write and get into poetry.
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