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The lies of guys I was unwise To let between my thighs Because their eyes beguiled Every time they smiled and I Could not prematurely say goodbye. Instead I took the guy to bed Despite the murmurs in my head And said stupid things in his ear That I regretted that year and still And yes, I probably always will. Some guys tell lies with their eyes In a kind of non-verbal disguise, Of bigger and sadder untruths That a green youth suspect exist So that I didn’t resist temptation To ignore deceit and exaggeration For a moment’s hope for romance And an afternoon’s hopeful chance At something profound and legendary That I forgot I needed to be wary. Then the surprises in my eyes As I realized I was unwise But still thought I loved the guys, Time and time again, trying, Forgetting the crying and chagrin, Then brave enough to try again Taking time to learn to swim In the river of romantic dreams That starts in a tiny little stream Going on until I sink or scream Love is not something from a magazine. Then one day I wake and say No more! I finally know the score. The whole game is a sick bore And I know what it is all for. It is for the wises route to wisdom. To know I am finally through with them, To know which ones are bad for me And which to welcome gratefully; To set the table and make dinner And know for sure, he’s a winner. I share the concept happily, For those who ask me seriously, That dating can be successful Can even be fun and restful If you ignore the glittery butterflies That cavort and lie with their eyes And want only that momentary thing But are deathly afraid of the ring And the promise that comes with you. Don’t applaud those who gig you. And choose from those who dig you.
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Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 8:19 PM UTC
THE GAY YOUTH
The lies of guys I was unwise To let between my thighs Because their eyes beguiled Every time they smiled and I Could not prematurely say goodbye. Instead I took the guy to bed Despite the murmurs in my head And said stupid things in his ear That I regretted that year and still And yes, I probably always will. Some guys tell lies with their eyes In a kind of non-verbal disguise, Of bigger and sadder untruths That a green youth suspect exist So that I didn’t resist temptation To ignore deceit and exaggeration For a moment’s hope for romance And an afternoon’s hopeful chance At something profound and legendary That I forgot I needed to be wary. Then the surprises in my eyes As I realized I was unwise But still thought I loved the guys, Time and time again, trying, Forgetting the crying and chagrin, Then brave enough to try again Taking time to learn to swim In the river of romantic dreams That starts in a tiny little stream Going on until I sink or scream Love is not something from a magazine. Then one day I wake and say No more! I finally know the score. The whole game is a sick bore And I know what it is all for. It is for the wises route to wisdom. To know I am finally through with them, To know which ones are bad for me And which to welcome gratefully; To set the table and make dinner And know for sure, he’s a winner. I share the concept happily, For those who ask me seriously, That dating can be successful Can even be fun and restful If you ignore the glittery butterflies That cavort and lie with their eyes And want only that momentary thing But are deathly afraid of the ring And the promise that comes with you. Don’t applaud those who gig you. And choose from those who dig you.
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Give him your eyes Let him stare for h o u r s Give him your lips Let him kiss them till they're cracked Give him your mind Let him rampage in your thoughts at one in the morning. Give him your body Let him touch what he wants to keep his sanity Give him your sanity In exchange for sanctuary Give him your soul Just so he won't hurt you But he does.... Luckily, you didn't give him what you value most. You didn't give him your heart.
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
Give Him What He Wants