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Love,

My Cave

It whispers nasty nothings in my ear.

I feel the soul gripping draw of it like that of the strongest opiate.

“Come home my love.” It says lovingly.

I long for shelter. I think to my self with despair.

“See the shadow on my wall.” It seductively calls to me.

“I miss your mind numbing illusions.” I cry out.

“They don’t love you.” It speaks with that hint of nastiness.

“But they do. I know they must!” My heart laments.

Starchild

Starchild, Starchild

traveled across the universe

so meek and mild

upon the earth

seeing us dead and piled

acting like heathens

in the wild.

Starchild, Starchild

with your first cry

we knew of your birth

you showed your might

for you there will only be mirth

from here to the end

of time’s girth.

Starchild, Starchild

awaken now

so filled with heavenly Light

come here to lead the way

this very night

First

I set waiting in the cold dark.

I long for your touch, taste and scent.

I hunger for you embraces and kisses.

I pain for the peace I found with you.

I see your form coming in the moonlight.

I can’t keep my heart from racing, it wants to jump out to find you.

My lungs now seem as though they can’t keep air in them.

My hands will not rest until they can find your sides.

My lips quiver with the need to meet yours.

One

His scent masculine and earthy floods me to my soul. Mine entering upon his soul.

His raw strength fighting against mine. My strength struggling with his.

Swilling hot and passionately together.

We mix, making a balanced whole.

His yin to my yang. His yang to my yin.

His hardness to my softness. His softness to my hardness.

Wrapping around each other warm and tender.

We mix, making a balanced whole.

His power push deep within my submission. His power submitting to mine.

His anger transmuted by my passiveness. His passivity tempering my anger.

Ultimate Pain

You hate me for the way I was made.

I love you for the way you were made.

You call me names, Faggot, Queer, Homo.

I call you names Brother, Sister, Friend.

You would end my breath if you could.

I would give you the sun, moon and stars.

You try to break my bones with your hate.

I heal your wounds with love.

You take my life.

I forgive you.

You dirty my soul.

I wash yours.

Your rejection of your brother’s love.

Da

Da the only sound I ever had to make, and I was Safe.

Da in a whisper, in the dark lonely Night.

Da in a whimper, when i was in PAIN after the Biopsy.

Da in a scream, as the bigot’s rock hit my head.

Da from a few inches, up in your arm being cared from the woods.

Da from miles, when i knew i was inches from death.

Da in a wail, when i was left here, alone in the dark Night.

Mama

The first thing I know is your breath on my face, in my nose, all around me.

Then there is light, your smile so bright.

Your laugh so low and loving.

The trust in your arm.

The love that pours from you into me.

Peace and happiness, knowing with your love nothing can ever go wrong.

Walking into your arms for the first time.

You watching me ride my bike for the first time.

Your loving heart and soul accepting me as I am.