I am a woman

I am a woman
who loves women
who loves men

I hate that I get confused
I hate that I act differently
depending on whom I’m with.

My name is Mayara Deo
I have a shaved head
I wear man jeans
I spread when I sit

And I rather prefer to be called masculine
than feminine

Still
I love my female body
I feel **** in bikinis
I feel **** in boxers
But I feel observed
         preyed on
         & harassed in bikinis.

I am a woman
I do have a ******

Still
I hate being told that I am not a man.

I hate that I still confuse
my identity
my sexuality
my being

for the sake of society’s expectations of
of whom I should be.

I crush on guys

I crush on girls

I have loved a man

I have loved a woman

And if one day
I love a person
I hope to marry them.

I hate labels
**** stereotypes

And
I ******* hate that they’re ingrained.

I hate not being considered
stable
sure
a manly-woman

a womanly-man.

My name is Mayara Deo
I am a person

And I want a person
to fall in love with my mind.

I don’t care to bear children
I do want kids
I want to always have a career
I want to care for my home.

I want to be seen as an equal

I want to feel comfortable
wearing a suit on date
with a man.

I want to feel comfortable holding my girlfriend’s hand

For I want to feel valued
as myself.

**** all men

**** all women

who choose to not understand

why I feel so confused:


It’s because of you.

touch me feel me
I'm here I'm real

face your fears
grab me there
squeeze my thighs
and look me in the eyes

I'm what you need
I'm the flower you feed
when there's no light
oh how you grab me so so tight

I love those lips
and how you grab onto my hips
and I've never had another
whos been as good as a lover

oh how you make me feel
so so real

Hair entangled in your grasp,
feel your power in her lust,
tease her with your strength and tighten
your hold on her want.

Encourage her need, feel her melt for you,
touch her, don't touch her,
you are the master of this dance
she must learn, to stay.

She is willing, make her wanting,
taste her flesh, mark it,
she is yours now
make her know it.

Only you could take my breath with a single word
Only you could wake the butterflies deep in my soul
Only you could steal sultry moans from my lips with
your touch; as if it were your only goal
Only you could excite me me with the sound your voice
the most alluring I've ever heard.

Only I could endure the scratches you etched on my skin
Only I could elicit your passionate cries
Only I could leave marks of lust on the canvas you offered
your hunger evident in your eyes
Only I could recreate my poetry on your body with my tongue
revealing my every desire and sin

Only you could make me curse to the heavens above
Only I could make you mine in the late hours of the night
Only you could leave me alone without a trace
taking with you my inner light
Only I could still think of you fondly despite the pain you caused
for I was the one, the only one, foolish enough to fall in love

Your breath
was as warm as fire,
your kisses raw and relentless.
Your tongue went wild inside his mouth
as if its life had depended on the taste.
We had caved into each other-
a hunger we could not satisfy.
And while I searched
for ways to justify our sins,
you were already exploring all the places
upon me that had gone untouched
for far too long.

Her Grace Flows Freely
by Michael R. Burch

July 7, 2007

Her love is always chaste, and pure.
    This I vow. This I aver.
If she shows me her grace, I will honor her.
    This I vow. This I aver.
Her grace flows freely, like her hair.
    This I vow. This I aver.
For her generousness, I would worship her.
    This I vow. This I aver.
I will not **** her for what I bear
    This I vow. This I aver.
like a most precious incense–desire for her,
    This I vow. This I aver.
nor call her “*****” where I seek to repair.
    This I vow. This I aver.
I will not wink, nor smirk, nor stare
    This I vow. This I aver.
like a foolish child at the foot of a stair
    This I vow. This I aver.
where I long to go, should another be there.
    This I vow. This I aver.
I’ll rejoice in her freedom, and always dare
    This I vow. This I aver.
the chance that she’ll flee me–my starling rare.
    This I vow. This I aver.
And then, if she stays, without stays, I swear
    This I vow. This I aver.
that I will joy in her grace beyond compare.
    This I vow. This I aver.

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I trace
golden stairways
over your skin that
lead me to heaven:
your body.