He is holding his hands,
Kissing his neck,
trying to reach his perfumed hair
Touch is urge, gaze is need, don't say a thing while we are looking for wonder
Eyes greener than grass,
Lips softer than feather,
It seems like everything matter under his thin jacket of leather

I told.
Someone.
I told them.
Who I am.
How I feel.
About you I mean.

That's right.
You don't know.
That's okay.
Let's just leave it.
That way.

I fell in love with a girl.
That's all there is to it.
Nothing fancy.
I just
Fell in love.

but what of the men
who work hard
sacrifice
keep their hearts pure?

the age has passed where one would think to honor them

the only recognition comes

in being a working woman
or a man who believes he is a woman
or the man who has feelings for another man

but what of the every day men
who also do extraordinary things?

Dear world,
    I have something I have been dying to tell you.

For some time I have known something about myself that most of you don’t.
        I know myself better now than I ever have before.

So I have decided to end my hiding.
to let myself live in the light from now on

I spent far too long wondering how you would react when I told you.
Now I know,
how you react is not my choice
it is yours alone
I am who I am
I cannot change and I don’t even want to
I am not ashamed
I am no longer afraid

Your acceptance and love is valuable
but I can stand on my own feet
and
when I my feet get tired and my legs grow weak
they will catch me.
I am loved
I am accepted
And love overcomes all.

So when finally break down the final wall of this cage and I tell you
***
Whether you choose to love me for me
or not
I will be okay
because
I am loved
I am accepted
and I am strong
We are strong and we are not going away

I am the same me
I will speak
I will be a voice for the voiceless
I will be me
and I will never be silent

I was born to lose
I was born to hide
This isn't fun anymore
I have lost my pride

Why can't I belong
Why do I not fit in
I am asking myself
Is being gay a sin?

Then I am a sinner
The biggest can be
I don't care anymore
Cause I am me

With her smile spread wide,
she made me explore the possibility
of summers 
in one another
and underwear packs of two.