I like women,
I like girls.
I’m supposed to like boys…
And sometimes I think I do…

But I don’t find myself wanting them,
Not these unattractive men.
I want pretty, lovely women.
These curves lying in my linen.
I want ever part,
Every inch.
Not a single piece
That I won’t kiss.

I want every part that
men complain about.
I want to listen.
I want the crazy.
I want the trials.
I want every word,
Thought,
Feeling.
Every sad or sick moment.
I want to be that piece,
She never knew she needed.
Why do I need to want a man?
I have everything I need.
We will be each other’s strength.
We will know each other best.
Hold hands in public.
People better get used to this.
I’m impossibly blunt.
Me and “shy” haven’t met.
I will own who I am,
And what I love.

I wish it was easier.
I wish there were no challenges.
Just our love for each other.
Just our happy promises.

No one to compete with.
Nothing to hide.
No lies to be had.
No feelings denied.

That we could be lucky,
Like all the others.
Only have to worry,
About each other.

No one to feel less than.
No complex to have.
No pain to go through,
Just my other half.

Just each other.
Just ourselves.
Always together.
Never in hell.

I try to let go
I'm so sure

I know what i'm doing
I need to do it

there's no other choice
and yet...

in an instant you've got me in tears
doubting everything

and you didn't even realize
you had me in the palm of your hand

but you hit to hard
and sent me spiraling away

you ruined it all
7 years gone. wasted.

are you happy now?
I'm crying

you've had your final hit
but no more!

you hit too hard
and I won't have someone who just hurts

you act like its a surprise
like I never said anything

when I always told you
could you even hear me?

I cried out for you to stop
and I cried to deaf ears

I should have run so long ago
no one wanted me to stay

but i couldn't let you go
because I thought I needed you to be happy

but you didn't make me happy
you made me feel stupid,wrong,idiotic, but never happy. Not anymore.

I begged for you to stop
we didn't need to fight

we didn't need anymore more pain
but you couldn't stop yourself

so you call me weak
and I call you pathetic

and no one is left unscarred
because you can't stop

you have to win
and you don't care who you hurt

so when your all alone
than you can always win

but will that really make you happy?
I hope it does

I know you think we're all out to get you
but I just want you to be happy

I just want you to be happy
in a way that doesn't hurt me

is that too much to ask?

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

Not just anything will do,
I want the '66 coupe.
The Corvette
That is deep maroon.

It will gleam in the sun,
With its masculine curves,
Fiberglass weight,
A throaty burn.

I will have it,
One of these days.
I will not settle
For a lower taste.

I will park it on some road,
At two in the morning.
I will be so alive,
My heart will be burning.

The stars will be masquerading
Across the soft summer night.
I will be with someone special,
Looking up to the sky.

Our lips may lock together,
Like our hearts already are.
I met this soul long ago,
We have come so far.

Maybe, the next morning,
We will drive it to a cafe.
We will talk endlessly,
There is always so much to say.

Me and this other half,
Will run away for awhile.
To the coast, up north,
Anywhere that she smiles.

The Corvette
The '66 coupe.
I don't you have yet.
I will find you soon.

But I already have my love.

You tempt me with your smile.
I want to kiss you by surprise.
I want to steal you to the side.
And for a second make you mine.
For those few seconds feel the connection.
Maybe feel some of your affection.
Pressed against me closely...
These thoughts will get me in trouble...
But they still cross my mind...
They find me, but they won't ever *define