Being able to open my heart to many, proud to do so. Involved with duality, not threesomes... unless expressed š Sensual and sexual preference open to more than the heterosexual scope. Each person a potential for romance, X-cluding those that deem being bi as hot... or looking for a third that swings both ways... Unclear … Continue reading Bisexual
Category: Experiences
Confusion
I thought my sexuality was the only thing that would confuse me this much... You left a hole in my heart that looks years to fill. Each shovel of dirt packed in solid, now feeling a bit crumbly. Why now? The year-long construction project can't be undone. Shouldn't be... Time.. I thought you were on … Continue reading Confusion
Knight
Honor is key, Bravery expected. To defend could mean your life. But that is the life of a Knight. Safety of the ruler comes first. These figures.. smothered in armor, wielding a sword, holding a shield as they shield. What stature they hold to mask the terror behind their eyes. Your being could be gone … Continue reading Knight
Happy?
"What do I have to do to make you happy?" Familiar brown eyes meet mine, each pool of sight looks lost. The shrug of shoulders confirms what the pupils portray. What a loaded question for a seeker of contentment. The cage opens and closes, but nothing is set free. Is there anything to release? What … Continue reading Happy?
Mirrored Enemy
The crack running down the reflective surface splits me evenly. Two pupils, on either side, donāt meet eye to eye. Two souls, but one body. One showing the light, The other swallowed in black. Black and white, half and half. But, nothing is ever that easy. Monday, no fluorescent glow Breaches my conscious. Tuesday, Iām … Continue reading Mirrored Enemy
Awakening
Swipe. I still feel. Swipe. Iām crying. Swipe. I donāt want these anymore. Breathe. The sun gets up, so can I. Breathe. Trembling hands clench. Breathe. Release. Two opposing forces trying to do the same thing. Clarity isnāt in focus, but sound reaches my ears. āNot Aloneā permeates my mind and I sigh. … Continue reading Awakening
Golden Shovel Poem
The time cracks into furious flower. Lifts its face all unashamed. "The Second Sermon on the Warpland" ~ Gwendolyn Brooks Darkness crawls towards me from the source I thought I could trust time after time. I burrow within, my delicate shell cracks. Pieces start to fall into a ravine of furious fire that suddenly … Continue reading Golden Shovel Poem
Filler
Surrounded by a doctor and businessman, I write my poem in the dark. A doctorate and profession that smells of money, I chose days of drought but also days In which the seeds of imagination are sprinkled. A tinkle turns into a trilogy; a drought turns into deception. The basin is above, but each crack … Continue reading Filler
Silent Savior
I see the fiery breath before it reaches my sensitive drums that reverberate meaning. What scorching marks They leave on my heart. But a heart is a heart to hurt, Even if itās not the target of desire. Every beat wilts my pumping organ Until the words become metaphysical. A battle between truth … Continue reading Silent Savior
Skydiving in Vermont
A poem that reflects what I experienced when I went skydiving š https://poets.media/skydiving-in-vermont As I always say, I would love to hear feedback š constructive criticism will only help me get better! By: Erin Winans
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