His lips are red like blood
Stained with truth and history
The most beautiful in all the land
I melt when he speaks to me
I barely know this thief
He tore me from security
Vulverable to his lips so red
I'm nervous when he speaks to me
Cities and hours apart
I wait to see those lips again
I imagine my lips pressed against his
Oh to kiss the lips of my gorgeous friend
Luscious lips so bold
My thoughts are tied to him
Taunt me until the daylight ends
So I drift to sleep and dream of them
I wrote this February 2011 about a friend of mine.
Gay Librans.
Charming, my dear. Yes you. Don't try to deny it, because I know you've looked in a mirror recently. The dimples, the full pouting lips, and let's not underestimate the power of your nicely rounded posterior. It's a full length mirror you have, of course. Call it self-restraint if you have only one. Your face and conversation are the delight of the zodiac; you are ruled by the goddess, Venus. How very popular you must be. You've got a million dollar smile and a laugh that will reduce your prey to a puddle of blushes. Who wouldn't want to be you? It does get difficult, though, to sort though the myriad of evites that practically spam your inbox. Sorting them all out can require some time and strategic thinking, not to mention some good 'ol fashioned hard headed decision making...
Ah! There's the rub. Being situated as you are in the sixth house of the zodiac, Librans teeter at the place where self-hood and society meet: hence, the scales. You prize balance and harmony above all else; nice work if you can get it. Some people think it comes naturally. Of course we know that being so calm all the time takes work. It's important to remember that scales, like your feelings, tip back and forth. Nobody can get as annoyed as you at a messy drama queen, but nobody can be so charming about it. You know what do do when she's finished with her rant. You'll put on your most demure Patty Duke and tell her that smiling saves money on bot-ox down the line.
You fight like a... You'd rather not, and please don't make the joke about the broken nail. Haha. But why get all mussed over what could easily be resolved the way God intended: while sipping a doppio macchaito. Think more Gilmore Girls, less Sopranos. You love to facilitate an insightful debate, just for the educational experience of it. Your ability to deliberate proves you're more than a pretty face. But it can be pretty annoying to your friends, all the time it takes you to get to any kind of conclusion. There's nothing wrong with that. But be careful if the girls start casting each other knowing looks the next time you've had another change of opinion. They were just saying the other day that you can seem a little insincere sometimes. Don't shoot the messenger. I'm telling you because I don't want you to get hurt.
It's not as though something like that would keep you from getting out. You're not the type who can stay up all night with the help of a red bull or two, but that doesn't stop you from being a very social butterfly. If you didn't socialize, then how could people pay you compliments? Friends make everything better. You work out in a pack, get coffee in with a cadre, and party in a throng. You can work hard/play hard for a while, but when you've decided you're finished you plop down on the duvet and get out the sleeping mask. You demand to be taken care of. And not just by your friends. You need coupling in the love department especially. Try not to be the boy who always needs a man; if he's not right, you'll wear yourself out trying to make him happy and that's not good for anybody. Crying makes the eyes puffy.
i.know.a.boy.
I Know A Boy - Written By Emylee McIntosh
(written about yours truly)
"I know a boy, this story’s true,
Who had a rather jaded view,
Of his beauty, and his worth,
And of his time spent on the earth.
He couldn’t see, though it was clear,
That so many held him dear.
Happiness is what he was chasing,
Though throughout his heart was breaking.
If I were to see him now,
I will take this solemn vow,
I will say the things that he should know,
That he should’ve known long ago
That he is worth so much more,
Than what he thinks his life counts for.
If others his beauty do not comprehend
Then I feel so bad for them.
I hope he never loses sight,
Of how people are blinded by his light.
And I hope that light does never dim,
Cause without his smile the world is grim."
#touched #honored #inspired
thoughts.from.a.friend.
"Call me crazy... But I don't think life is as hard as people make it seem.If you've done something to hurt someone... Stop doing what hurt them...If someone hurts your friend... Stop talking to that someone...If you don't want to be bothered by law enforcement... Don't do crap that'll get you bothered...And if you aren't happy... Then do what makes you happy...I don't know... Maybe I'm over simplifying things... But the way I see
it at the end of the day the only person who's living your life is
you... Maybe that means you should put some thought into how you want to
live it??" -Nana Rena Rita
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