Regular readers will be aware that
this blog is meant for everyone; those who have yet to explore their sexuality or
remain closet (whatever their reasons) as well as openly gay people.
For any gay man or woman, boy or
girl raised in a gay-unfriendly environment, that first kiss from a kindred
spirit redefines the person we are as
opposed to the person we may well have been encouraged to think we are by well-meaning if ultimately divisive, even
destructive socio-cultural-religious ‘mentors’ demanding we always do as they
say if not as they (always) do…
RECONSTRUCTING THE HERE-AND-NOW
Your
fingertips brushing mine;
my
whole body quivering
like
a leaf in a passing breeze,
as
I sense in you an affinity
with
such anguish tormenting me
for
years
Your
knee pressing against mine,
my
whole body striving
to
yield its secrets like a flower
opening
up to sunshine
after
spring rain, ultimate drying
of
tears
Your
hand finding a way into mine;
my
whole body longing
to
surrender to its consuming heat
as
I sense in you an affinity
with
such desires so-tormenting me
for
years
Your
embrace, only half hoped for,
only
half expected…
crushing
my loneliness into pieces,
joining
them together again
to
create a whole new picture of love
and
peace
Your
mouth pressing against mine,
my
whole body exploding
its
shame and self-consciousness
like
a wild puffball flower
fair fragmented
into oblivion on our
quick breaths
quick breaths
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