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Oklahoma! Oklahoma, where the wind blows straight but seldom gay, And the time has come to have some fun Turning red to blue or purple haze. Oklahoma, where the right to wed is not for all, But we sure can play the lotto game Waiting for our numbers to be called. You know that it's just plain insane To cause pain so I'll try to explain That when we say "Yip-i-yip-e- yip-e-ay! " We're only saying "Try to be kind, Oklahoma!" Oklahoma, We're gay! ©2005 jodebug
Poems by LLB
Dark, brown, deep longing, Wisps of hair touch my check, Honey drips from your lips through sweet words Passion lies within, hot, reckless, hard touch. Our bodies become one, we fit together in perfection. My mouth, your mouth, longing for more. Wet, wild, never ending, thoughts of you, Thoughts of us, tonight!
As I walk through the corners of my mind. A melody plays havoc with my past. Longing to know the song, Unable to hear the words. Searching….Searching….Searching. Lost in the music.
I recall a smooth, delicate, vision. Womanly and raw; pleasing life gift. Essential honey, still beauty; shine your light. Yet, for a moment of you, I would give a lifetime of me.
The morning has arrived….I am still in dream thought. I want you, like a cool pool of water on a hot summer’s day. I want you, like honey dripping into my mouth. I want you, with such passion, that I hide my true self. I want “you” to find my “hidden” truth. Ah, but only I have the key to release it….. The rush of the lion with the softness of the lamb. I would ravish you with my “hidden” truth until you knew, You could take no more of me….we both become one. Our souls together, our bodies trembling. Vulnerability together, this is heaven on earth.
Angry, very angry. Old anger go away; vomit out of my system. Dark, stanky old lies. Truth will flush out the bile. My soul waits for peace to come. Freedom from the anger will be mine.
Remember When ? ?
Remember when I first glanced your way? How my heart skipped a beat There was something I wanted to say.... But my fears kept me from taking that first leap Until I couldn’t hold it back any longer And my feelings were no longer mine to keep. Remember that first kiss? How I needed it more than I knew? I said "I don’t like to kiss" You said "You will, let me convince you" I agreed....my mouth demanded more But you showed restraint...the sweat began to pour I wanted you, needed you, tried to make you see But you were oh so patient and took it slow Just to make sure I knew it was to be...... Remember when you said you loved me? I longed desperately to hear those words Only from the girl I loved, who was my only world Talking, learning, discovering, relating Our future together we were contemplating Remember that first night....that turned into day? I never knew love like that, never knew it that way But again, you were so patient though I was raging inside Until neither could stand the intensity....it wouldn’t subside Breathing, touching, discovering, exploring Don’t stop! I kept imploring And you said "Of course not, you’re in no way done" For the rest of the night entangled as one. Remember when we privately exchanged our vows Promising only to cherish each other even if the law didn’t allow? Our future plans are still being set We’ll map it out and never forget That we belong together through happiness and tears Until we can look back and remember our golden years.
©2007 LN
The Empty Heart
Days are passing by and clouds forming animals in the sky. I sit here on a blanket with tear filled eyes. My heart is Empty my arms ache to hold. How can anyone ever know the pain that makes me grow old. An Empty heart that yearns to give. The Acing arms the beg for the warmth and tenderness. Those that have been blessed to have and to hold Do not understand the emptiness I hold. Sitting on this blanket with tear filled eyes I grieve for the loss of the star dust that never blessed my life. With my empty heart I shall live out my days Never being able to have and to hold that child of mine. Because State laws and politics keep what could be mine away from me. Silver-Wolf Poet 05-01-06
Love is a powerful thing when you are allowed to hold it. No matter the time span... it is powerful.
The feelings it brings you and makes you feel are awesome to say the lest. Those wonderful memories you both make during that time span. Ohhhh how those will help you when the time is against you...and all odds have been placed before you.
The way ones eyes light up when they are in love... just ask them about the one they are in love with and watch how they light up. How the energy fields around them explode in radiant colors. And how when two people are in love the way they hold each other. Always tender... always with passion.
The way two people make love is intense... it is not about self gratification.. It is about pleasing each other. The way it was meant to be. When two lovers reach the clouds and come crashing back to earth laying spent in a tangle mess of arms and legs. Yes this is love... and when one is blessed to experience it they need to hold fast and keep it as close to their heart as possible.
The sad truth behind love is we don’t know what we truly have till it is to late.
And once time becomes the enemy we realize how lucky we where to have found love. And to hold it for a brief moment in time.
Lovers will come and go in our lives. And we will love each different. We will love each in their own unique way. For noone is ever alike.
Once we have tasted what love is like and how we can become drunk within its passion... we are hooked. And we desire the eroticism it can bring forth.
Yes love is a powerful thing... it is the only thing that can make us lose our minds... make us give up anything to hold onto it. The only thing that makes us act a clown... and then at times it is the one thing that can bring us to our knees.
When something so simple is that powerful... it is something that is most dangerous... and something that is no game. It is real.
Silver-Wolf Poet 02-07-07
Preface In thinking about your query I started to feel so weary I fell fast asleep Where dreams are so neat And wrote this verse for my diary Different Views A single smile could pierce my heart Turned out to be a poison dart All seemed so nice to me at first Then overnight the bubble burst She locked her heart and lost the key Love is blind, so I couldn’t see It’s high time to make a fresh start I’ll shop online and fill my cart Our differences, better or worse Can be told in only one verse I liked her, she didn’t like me All I can say is “C’est la vie!” ©2007 jodebug
Poems by Lemmon
REFLECTION
The Hidden Beauty of a Butterfly Is Held Within The Shelter Of It's Cocoon, Waiting To Be Born, Inside Are The Traits, The Talents, The Beauty To Be Appreciated By The Eye Of The Beholder As The Beholder Gently Holds The Butterfly, She Examines It's Magnificent Colors, The Distinctive Design On It's Wings, She Breathes In Awe The Beauty And Wonder Of The Creature Like The Beautiful Creature She Holds In Her Hands, The Reflection Of Her Own Beauty Becomes Translucent Her Trait Is The Pride of Her Heritage, Her Colorful Threads She Wears Proudly, Her Walk Is Graceful As If She Is Floating With The Wind, Her Head is Held High As Her Voice Is Firm And Speaks From Her Heart This Is The Beautiful Creature God Has Created Her To Become, It Is Time To Leave Her Shelter, Time To Share Her Beauty
This is for you, my friends, whom inspired me to write this, although, a writer I am not. You are beautiful women with God-given Talents, for you to explore and to share. The pride of your being is worn proudly on your shoulders, while your footsteps walk beyond the past and walks towards the hope for the future. Love, Marva
Ancient Wind
I travel an ancient wind Alone Lifetime through lifetime. An awakener who Comes And watches the sunsets. Who peacefully Walks Among planets and stars. A moment comes I am home. Ancient Lemuria. Yet, forever I know I am a voyager. And I have remembered.
Copyright ©2002 Terri Miller
Kryss is a lesbian performer from Pennsylvania and is promoting the song "Me and God" and says, "It's a very important song for the gay community, at least that's how I feel." She's performed at Pittsburg's gay pride in 2002 and 2004. Her song is available for download (to save the file, right-click on the link and choose "save target as").
1vs I want to stand in the middle of the road and Yell like a banshee..That I'm human too So you can take your verses and shove them up your ass, Cause what you are preaching that is hate , Not love...and I thought Love was what it was suppose to be about. chorus: Oh pray with me...Not for me...Cause I don't need your words...That's between Me and God Oh that's between Me and God 2vs: so when did I not become one of his children since I was before I ever come out Oh how and when did that change I know in someways we are different but I never knew that genitilia could set us so far apart oh tell me what is normal....Oh tell me...what is right.. Pray with me not for me...Cause I don't need your words at all...That's between Me and God, Oh that's between me and God...Oh that's between Me and God
copyright 2003 by Kryss