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I beg to differ


Her scent is intovicating, as she passes with a wave and a smile . She comes close for a hug but I want so much more from her. Its funny how something that people say is wrong feels so right tonight as we are together. Love has no limits, no preference just two people and an emotion that grows stronger with each passing minute. when we are apart I'm waiting for the hour to come when when we can be joined again in hand and lips. She has caught me at my weakest point I am vulnerable at the sight of that smile whatever she asks I am willing to give her I ignore what they say we are both happy with our lives she's my girl and I am hers. The hairs in the back of my neck stand on edge whenever you whisper my name. We stay together in each storm that passes knowing we'll get through it for we have rights as human beings. we have a right to persue what makes us happy and she makes me happy with a passion. My one and only, my true love. I love her down to the last molecule in my body and let anyone dare to tell me otherwise that i'll gladly tell you this: I love her and it doesn't make me a freak I like women but she is my queen, my everything, my Gina
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forgottenpoet

I've always been misunderstood, judged, riddiculded but then again who hasn't. Books became my escape the world I now ventured to no longer black and white. I didn't need to face reality it was on pause, while the words on the pages sprang to life. I started writing for a release turned out I had a talent in it you can say. But as I write the words that once so many adored are now forgotten turns out this is a poets wrost nightmare.

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