Gay Poems

I dreamed I lay in a green field,
Shaded by an old oak tree.
The world revolved still and quiet
While warm air caressed me.

Male hearts pounded with deep blue frustration;
Aching lips quivered for penetration.
Fearless giants born strong and empowered;
We lay back waiting to be devoured.

His masculine scent entranced me,
Hidden in a dense wood.
The moon illuminated him,
And held me where I stood.

You ached to escape our boisterous world;
Craved the smooth caress of porcelain skin.
You inhaled his creamy strawberry scent;
Dreamed of the ecstasy that lay within.

The gatekeeper showed me into the gloom;
Through thick leather flaps, he renewed my doom.
In a shrunken way, lost souls played the game;
In a drunken haze, men sprayed walls with shame.

Injected deep into their veins;
Rumours of someone else’s pain.
They dined on the fresh fears of youth;
No twink could bear to hear the truth.

They writhed sweaty like infected junkies;
Their blood aching for gossiping monkeys.
Ugly fragile words fired at the heart;
Bitches who believed they were too damn smart.