Having had you
All Bangers & Mash
This. Brown. I.
amidst
Dao~ist
fairietartflights
can’t un~have you;
yet
I must relinquish
the (x)andy bowl
and this shit-eating
Mars Bars
Milky Way~zZzZ
Star~gazing
grin
of
wanting Everything you
Make Love to ~
To.Be.Me. ~
And the way your penetration
Holds Us >in< Play ;
Bridging across to
A Home of Sensuality
unlike any
This pretty-ugly princess has ever
known before.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Why did losing you feel like
busting a plastic Halloweenhead?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Because
you offer Sway
in
tender,
slim,
sinewy
bough~eL~s.
Bisexuality;
alightina
Gift;
of knowing
how to trick
M’Lady
in the Rose Colored Castle
And Treat Her with
True Love’s Bliss.
*this poem is inspired both by Halloween and by a recent epiphany experienced when processing the hurt, heartbreak and fear in the wake of a first bi male lover as a gay male deciding to shift our sexual chemistry to more platonic nature friendship. Having never been treated so amazing during intimacy and sex (the play and banter and tenderness and non-judgemental care during vulnerable moments are off the hook with this individual) I had a fear of never meeting such an incredible lover again which led to a lot of deep pain healing in a condensed amount of time. I questioned why This One was particularly difficult to let go of and recently my inner voice said, “He is bi- he knows how to treat women. While externally you Love being male internally you have a balancing feminine spirit. He knows how to touch that part in a way very unique to the gay men in your past.” Quite a wake-up call over all. Bisexual male lovers for the win! 😘 ☯️Excited for the next! ☯️😉*
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