Homosexual Love

Lip Balm
Her soft hand touched mine.
Her brown eyes held mine.
Her lips moist with peach lip balm
touched mine wet with newly applied green-apple.
Our first sweet kiss, tasted fine

I dirty you..

The way you make me feel. The host of magic...
A cryptic seal.. Breeds.. A seNsUal havoc..
The taste of your pen leaves Dark in my mouth..
I wana cage you..
Ravage the sound of genius and kiss the words between us...
I dirty you..
Confined by the crime of fantasy..
Romancing in lead.. I need to be fed..
Lick the stains in your letters.. A beautiful mind..
I throne you...
The DeMoN of salvation.. Crowned in timeless..
I devour you..

Hold me closer to you, I love it
hold my hand tighter, I love it
kiss me more passionately, I love it
send me lots of cute texts, I love it
email me a bunch of love poems, I love it
never leave me, I love you

The Breakfast Table

It was at the breakfast table,
that we first touched lips,
tongues, cheekbones, chins
the moon, dripping and sad
invading the atramentous block
that was her kitchen.

My pink flesh probed hers,
curious, queer
so different than the kiss of a man
Desire, begging, question
fleeting sexuality.

And we continued to kiss,
a fish feeding along the ocean floor,
Her mouth tasting of the slick,
glossy, artificial sheen that coated
her lips,
and mine tasting
of the words of sorrow and glee
pleading of question
that I had devoured in shy attempt
to keep my attraction to her
a locked secret.

Our kiss wrote stories of passion and sin
of heat and time to grant the future
it captivated my attention wading
into the riptide of her asphalt eyes.
Her intrigue, a lead bar placed across my throat,
and then friction, the collision of our
sexuality,
and we withered to nothing more than
a pink flower, pressed against the pages
of our own thick book, dried to the point of crumbling,
leaving me with nothing more than memories of
experiment, friendship, meloncholia, and concussion,

the distance across the breakfast table
seeming so much greater now.

Jack n' Bill


Jack and bill
went up the hill
or was it broke back mountain

bill went down
his nose turned brown
jack squirted like a fountain

then jack and bill
to get a thrill
fetched a baby vole

said jack to bill
if you keep still
i'll send it up your hole

so bill stood still
and got his fill
of the little critter

and jack did shout
right let it out
and send it up my shitter



Just giving this one a bit of air.

Clichéd Remembrance

Having unintentionally broadsided  
his monogrammed yachting cap
a butter-fingered grasp, perhaps
by chance, landed squarely in his lap
a parting smile, so warm
hand extended: no foul, no harm
exposed the rose tattoo
blooming on his outstretched palm,
causing an erotic storm to brew
in the midst of his calm

FUCK THIS ASS

Mmm..
Throw me down.
Rough me up.
Make me scream..
Fuck.
 
I need this.
It's been a long,
frustrating day.
And I know loving you is gay.
But it's ok.
 
Because you fit my anus
Like a perfect match.
when you're drilling me up this shiny ass.
 
When we kiss in public, people cringe,
But they dont understand this thing.
Not like it matters in the least little bit.
 
Because right now, your hard cock in my slick ass is what counts.
 
I feel your hand snaking around to stroke my member as you lick the nape of my neck.
 
I stifle a scream.
You ask- "Am I in too deep?"
But I want it deeper,
 
I grab your hand.
Because I love nothing more than pleasuring my man.
 
I love feeling that big dick between my cheeks.
Sliding up and down while you unload
In my asshole.
 
Harder babe, a little faster.
Because the pain feels good,
When it's just us dudes.
 
One more thrust and a satisfied grunt.
 
A good hard hump.
You squeeze my rump.
 
That's the way I love it,
When you fuck this ass.

Stretch and John.


I remember Daddy's friends,
their names were Stretch and John.
John died a couple years ago,
and Stretch has long been gone.

I swear that he was broken,
his heart wrung like a cloth.
When John swerved off the road,
when Stretch learned of all he'd lost.

I was roughly 9 years old,
grown up around the pair.
They were the ones who showed me love,
about the gender, I didn't care.

I grew up gender blind,
was taught that love is all.
No matter of the race or gender,
because of Stretch and John.

If I Were Romeo and You Juliet


Like a bee to pollen, a moth to the flame
my attraction to your goddess like beauty never died,
instead it grew into a lust so great it could not be kept tame
you said you never loved me, but you lied

"come and drink from my sweet nector,
quench your thirst through the mounds of my cavern"
i was parched, and had drinkin from you nector
a little taste from that sacred place, how i yern

sensually i run my hands down the valley of your breast
softly squeezing, kissing and sucking from your nipples
close those beautiful eyes, and let your body do the rest
you came quickly but the aftermath came in ripples

each flowing and drawing out to a longer length of time
you gave me your all, your body and heart and soul
the moment you cried my name out in ecstacy i knew you were mine
They try to keep us apart but our beings are already intertwined
it is destiny that our love came to be and a cruel fate
that we are to ripped apart and the bond unwined
the devils work, he is the cause of such hate

like salt to the wound we both cry out
unwillingness to understand our love
false prophecies filling our minds with doubt
Love Fear not, For i shall be your knight in shining armor

You the damsel in distress, i will rescue you with my undying devotion
our bodies joined together at last as i rock you to your core
i will ride each of your waves with my unwavering connovation
I aim to please my love, make you beg for more

If I were your Romeo and you my Juliet, i'd still you away
make love to you day in and day out easing your fear
hold you tight and never let you go, thankful for another day
to be with you knowing the time draws near

that the heavens be against us, the world our enemy
make you promise that in the after life we are finally reunited
i know it will be long before then and the years will be many
but eventually we'll be where we're excepted and my love requited...

lepperochan said:Jack n' Bill


Jack and bill
went up the hill
or was it broke back mountain

bill went down
his nose turned brown
jack squirted like a fountain

then jack and bill
to get a thrill
fetched a baby vole

said jack to bill
if you keep still
i'll send it up your hole

so bill stood still
and got his fill
of the little critter

and jack did shout
right let it out
and send it up my shitter



Just giving this one a bit of air.



that sir, was legend. xD

LoveBites said:[quote-92481-lepperochan]Jack n' Bill


Jack and bill
went up the hill
or was it broke back mountain

bill went down
his nose turned brown
jack squirted like a fountain

then jack and bill
to get a thrill
fetched a baby vole

said jack to bill
if you keep still
i'll send it up your hole

so bill stood still
and got his fill
of the little critter

and jack did shout
right let it out
and send it up my shitter



Just giving this one a bit of air.



that sir, was legend. xD[/quote]

LMAO that was highly entertaining! hehe silly. i liked it, it's humorous :p

I couldn't 'play' the part...
No, not to you..
You're somehting different really..
I hold you closer than they do

It wasn't long ago,
When you made me see
It doesn't matter,
It's just you and me

I remember our first kiss..
Like it was just yesterday
Still I have to wait
Yet another day

My parents had nothing to say,
When they first found out,
My mom tried to ignore it
My dad had his doubts

Eventually though,
They understood
Without you,
I'm no good

You're blonde hair
Intwined with mine
I miss every second I spent with you
If I could hold you, one last time..

**If allowed more than one entry.

Never Tasted that Flavor.

I'd never seen brown eyes do that,
sparkle in the dark.
I'd never seen a lonely smile,
like the one that stole my heart.

The disappointment filled me,
her pictures swam around....
Through the waiting cell phones,
all through this empty town.

She kissed me on the cheek,
not knowing I wanted more.
She gave me such a rush,
I almost put her on the floor.

We could've left it be,
should've never kissed.
We might've been better behaved,
if it weren't for the highs on our lips.

She gave me my fire,
but I haven't used it yet.
I made out with my best friend,
without any regrets.