I was a little girl
I was a little boy
I played with dolls and trucks
And other children’s toys
I wore my sister’s dress
I wore my brother’s shirt
And played house with Mary
And with Tommy in the dirt
I do not have a preference
Being both is fine with me
But the world doesn’t like that
And I do not feel free
Some clothes there are for women
Some clothes there are for men
I want to wear them both
Perhaps some day – but when
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Huddled
The woman in my arms was beautiful
She was stunning, seductive, and filled with a charming wit
We huddled under that blanket
Awaiting word of a fire so we could go warm by it
Her arm around me was a comfort
And when we leaned close I felt a happy warmth inside
It was tempting to turn and to kiss her
But I didn’t know, and so I let it just ride
Too soon the fire was ready
Too soon we cast away our cloak and gave up being one
But I always remember that weekend
Being with her like that was just fun
She was stunning, seductive, and filled with a charming wit
We huddled under that blanket
Awaiting word of a fire so we could go warm by it
Her arm around me was a comfort
And when we leaned close I felt a happy warmth inside
It was tempting to turn and to kiss her
But I didn’t know, and so I let it just ride
Too soon the fire was ready
Too soon we cast away our cloak and gave up being one
But I always remember that weekend
Being with her like that was just fun
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Sex
Sex can be fun
It can be a total abandonment of self
Fast and furious it builds like a roller coaster
Ending with a thrill that shakes the heart
Sex can be joy
A concentration of thought and deed
Slow and cautious it tantalizes to peak
A thrill of passion that never should end
Sex can be mean
Use by one as power to abuse the other
The purpose to show helplessness
And a disdain that hurts the heart
Sex can be lonely
When the body craves without satisfaction
Hands can glide and move with knowledge
But there’s no spirit with which to connect
Sex is touching
But not just bodies which rise and quiver
It’s the closest we ever reach another
To merge with them and be loved
I have had sex
In the real world and in the pretend
But it’s not the body’s pleasure I seek
It’s the love which gives me peace
It can be a total abandonment of self
Fast and furious it builds like a roller coaster
Ending with a thrill that shakes the heart
Sex can be joy
A concentration of thought and deed
Slow and cautious it tantalizes to peak
A thrill of passion that never should end
Sex can be mean
Use by one as power to abuse the other
The purpose to show helplessness
And a disdain that hurts the heart
Sex can be lonely
When the body craves without satisfaction
Hands can glide and move with knowledge
But there’s no spirit with which to connect
Sex is touching
But not just bodies which rise and quiver
It’s the closest we ever reach another
To merge with them and be loved
I have had sex
In the real world and in the pretend
But it’s not the body’s pleasure I seek
It’s the love which gives me peace
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Butterflies
They say let butterflies go
and fly to wherever they will
For if they are yours they'll return to you
and in freedom they'll be with you still
But of course there is the reverse
where the butterfly never returns
And now sorrow becomes a death pyre
A flame that eternally burns
and fly to wherever they will
For if they are yours they'll return to you
and in freedom they'll be with you still
But of course there is the reverse
where the butterfly never returns
And now sorrow becomes a death pyre
A flame that eternally burns
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Fight
Awake
In the middle of the night
With memories
The horrible fight
The words you said
The things you believed
It was all a misunderstanding
What you heard is not what I said
Not what I meant
But with those words
A love was ended
Pain beyond enduring
That feeling of betrayal
When in fact
Nobody was betrayed
How I hate myself sometimes
In the middle of the night
With memories
The horrible fight
The words you said
The things you believed
It was all a misunderstanding
What you heard is not what I said
Not what I meant
But with those words
A love was ended
Pain beyond enduring
That feeling of betrayal
When in fact
Nobody was betrayed
How I hate myself sometimes
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Life's Lesson
I have a temper
Stubbornness is another fault of mine
My words can cut deeply
Bitter things Like a poorly made wine
Temper teaches me
The lessons it gives are not fun
But I think I'm better after
When life's temper lesson is done
But lessons are hard
They are like falling from a tree
The hardest lesson of all is when
My lover learned to live without me
Stubbornness is another fault of mine
My words can cut deeply
Bitter things Like a poorly made wine
Temper teaches me
The lessons it gives are not fun
But I think I'm better after
When life's temper lesson is done
But lessons are hard
They are like falling from a tree
The hardest lesson of all is when
My lover learned to live without me
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
How It Was
We were lovers
We shared a small place not far from town
You grew a vegetable garden in the back
I planted flowers in the front
Evenings we would stroll the path down to the river
I would hold your hand
Sometimes we would see the fox come down for a drink
But not often
When we got caught in the rain it was funny
I teased you about being wet and you pushed me in the river
But you came in after me and pulled me out
I had never kissed in the rain before
By the time we got home we were both wet
And we knew what to do about that
I loved the way you made love to me
I wish - I could have been that good for you
But you don't talk to me anymore
When I put my arms around you, you pull away
There are no words between us
No reason for us to stay
Goodbye, my love
We shared a small place not far from town
You grew a vegetable garden in the back
I planted flowers in the front
Evenings we would stroll the path down to the river
I would hold your hand
Sometimes we would see the fox come down for a drink
But not often
When we got caught in the rain it was funny
I teased you about being wet and you pushed me in the river
But you came in after me and pulled me out
I had never kissed in the rain before
By the time we got home we were both wet
And we knew what to do about that
I loved the way you made love to me
I wish - I could have been that good for you
But you don't talk to me anymore
When I put my arms around you, you pull away
There are no words between us
No reason for us to stay
Goodbye, my love
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