"You better not be a lesbian"
Says the guy I love.

"It's just a phase"
Says a friend.

"Get over it"
Says my father.

"You're a Catholic"
Says my mother.

So now I try to hide,
All my feelings inside.

Messed up,
Bottled up.

I don't want to hide anymore,
I want to be myself.

I am proud,
I'll say it out loud.

I am a bisexual,
And no one can change that.

It's not worth stressing
about the past and future
Live in your today's

I wonder why she writes

And he always speaks

She writes the truth

For he who can't say a lie

And yet in between

She couldn't tell

And he couldn't write

What was in their hearts

Before stars would spark

So in the end

She closes her notebook

As he finishes his speech

...

It was called a
Coincidence
because it was an
Accident

And

It was called
Destiny
because it's
Fate

And then,
There was
U S
in between

Leaving yesterday's
behind I walk on pavements
And I shan't look back

☾

I wish I were the Moon
Bequeathing an enchanting night
A mystical celestial sphere
Bewitching lover’s hearts


A practical magic spell
C a s t
In a lonely hollow shell
      An ardent musical echo ―
Released in an irrepressible
Impassioned moan
A twilight sigh
escaping in untamed
Blissful breath


A Sky without Moonbeams
Is like a world without song
It takes a certain darkness
To heed a Sky full of Stars alone


I wish I were Moonstruck
A fate I crave to behold
Waxing and Waning
Rising ― Changing
A distant ocean’s ebbing tide


A captivating enchantment
In the twilight beauty
Of your eyes
Dreaming of drowning
Deep within
Their deepest water’s Wild


I don't want to wake up
    and become ―
More fading
Barefoot traces left behind
On some faded memory's
Deserted shore


Right now is all
There ever is ―
and
I wish I were
The Moon tonight


Jesse Stillwater ... May  2018