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What if this feeling is delusion How can I know for sure I'm gay? I was in the dark for so long The light is disorienting Cones and rods receive a technicolor world But maybe it's illusion
Silence;              was a man i once ‘loved’ he said he lived in the bath that perhaps                if i held my head                                      below water 
p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'} “so, when should we have sex?” her lips were cherry pink and quivering with insecure verve. (did she have braces yet?)
I grew up watching porn. Not in a weird way, Just the normal way. I was interested in sex, I wanted to know when it would be my turn. I remember loading up the family computer, trying to be quiet so that
I'm sorry I have disappointed you, mom You think it was so sudden like a bomb It wasn't for me And that I can guarantee I have taken time to know for sure That I don't need a cure Love is not a choice
Blowing kisses from across the roomthat I can somehow still feel.As tangable as kisses on my neck,or your hands on my thighs.
My lover is franticlike a sea storm,rain and watermusic and dreams Her love is purple.It is light as a rain's mistSmoothlike honeyNo diamond shininglike my goddess does.
Out
Eigth grade is when I found out That straight did not define me A single small peck On the lips was that it took.   Oh, how scared I was I had grown up around hate That those who are gay
She didn’t know That I was swept away by all the tears of being a teen   Even though I was in my 20’s   She didn’t know 
What to do When She’s Beautiful:   Beautiful girls are not temples or secret gardens They are not to be admired; set upon a shelf forgotten
Something about you So different from the others Something about youI can’t explain, but I love it Something about youStands out from the rest Something about you I just can’t resist
I observe & your face says it all When I’m pleasinWhen I’m teasinWhen I’m eatin..Juices like honey Natural & raw 
Can I lay with you? Can I breathe you in as you exhale? Can I make you shiver just a little in this cozy space? Can we listen to the rain fall on the window pane as the pain you've known all your life is showered with kisses?
men do no doubt posses a quiet respectable humble appearance   men confide the evil assumption
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