Gay Love & Romance

Happiness & sweetness Magic carpet ride in my apartment There's nothing to hide Rainbow flag on the wall No shame at all You know the real me I know who you really are Magic & happy Astonished & sappy In my apartment Sexy & sassy Crazy & classy Carnival ride of Love When you visit Bliss & sweetness HAPPY NEW YEAR with kisses

Gay naked party. It's not sexual. Breaking down barriers. Making platonic friends. YEAH RIGHT. The hottest, most lusted-after guys keep some clothes on.

I grew up poor. I was taught class resentment. To be angry at those more fortunate. I'm also gay looking for love. Most of my lovers were NOT poor. So I start out resenting my potential new boyfriend on the first date? NO!!! ♥️  I had to unlearn class resentment fast on Day 1. And it's rare in the gay community anyway. Why would I not like you because you have greater means? Or prefer you over a sweet poor guy? In my current LTR he's given me money & I've given him money. I'm likely to give him a half dozen Christmas poems & songs & take him gay-shopping at Spencer's. He's likely to buy me an expensive sexy garment that doesn't fit. 💕  I don't care about the money. I care about you.

Your blue eyeliner is finer Than a collection of china Shiny glass diamond earrings But you have no piercings You have the adaptor Red lipstick so bright Won't you guide my way tonight? Afternoon sky turns dark Full of light is your heart Your stockings fall down As I twirl you around Bracelet & necklace We are racy & reckless Panties & a bra and bikini bottom  Remember you asked if I'm okay If you wear women's lingerie At first you wore body suits To cover up your sexy body That didn't work for me I need to see your manliness Panties & a bra compromise Now you look like a man with a fetish Not an unattractive woman hiding her body Full of light is your heart When afternoon sky turns dark Decorate yourself for holiday To turn us both on I'll sing to you another song Everything for you I will risk it Hot kisses & warm biscuits Skies turn dark Strong is our love Full of light is your heart Full of warmth is mine Your lips are finer Than a collectio...

Hugging & loving Kissing & wishing For your arms Lucky charms As soon as the sun rises Smiling eyes & surprises Standing romantic rendezvous Lusty heart Supply & demand We've been apart I need to hold your hand As soon as I see you again Soon after sunrise Countdown the hours Download the flowers Roses & daffodils Dizzy with grownup thrills I need my beauty rest To start my day fresh In high demand Holding hands Full of loving & touching Kissing & Wishing.

Because you don't deserve love, you think all your lovers deserve better than you. Relationships don't last. You grow cold & distant because you don't trust yourself. You sabotage romance. You cheat eventually. You send out mixed messages. You really do love this guy who really loves you. You arrange couples therapy. Go back on your meds. Still you can't say what you appreciate about your lover until you break up. There's plenty to be thankful for. You arrange a meeting so you can read him a Love Letter. A list of things you appreciate about him. Too late. You already broke up a while back. But you still love him. 2015 introspective gay drama on Tubi. Rated Mature.

If you can't say it to my face Out loud & proud Then say it in a letter Write it down on a piece of paper I will take you seriously And make things better If you compose a love letter Tell me how you feel if you can The passion is unseen but real Feelings are very strong & easily hurt Thoughts from the heart What did I do wrong? Maybe nothing Perhaps you were in the wrong Can't say you're sorry So say it on a piece of paper Look me in the eye vulnerable Then hand it to me I will know you're serious Your feelings are strong And they are hurt I read the message from your heart As I embrace your soul If I can I will speak out loud If I can't My heart won't give up I will write it down On a piece of paper Be patient     My lover Let's work it out Kiss it & make it better Say it in a love letter.

It's magical  The foggy mist on my lenses Your lips receive my kisses Your eyes perceive my wishes I guide your hands around my waist I pull us close suddenly  Your salty sweaty skin I taste Open the window for fresh air  Mystical is the fog dense Literally we're in the clouds Whimsical is the heart intense Rowdy somewhere in the house Vertigo spins my head like a disco ball Your bloodshot eyes take me home Show me how to dance & romance Until morning light catches us Your kisses fog my lenses Whimsical are my wishes Vertigo pulls us close  Open the window for a breath of air  Mystical & Magical is our Love.

At the bar where we met You were my second choice But not anymore I tried to pick up a guy I flirted I went for a drink I came back Somebody beat me to it Then I saw you watching me I was your first  You were my second choice But not anymore Now you're the only song on my playlist The only man I think of on Christmas The only one I love with kisses Dear Santa Thanks for knowing me better Than I know myself You didn't give me what I asked for Still just the same My prayer was answered With a hot man who loves me Sincerely     Every Christmas  Thank you for his kisses Remember right before we met I was your first  You were my second choice But not anymore.

A song about being bullied for being different. That difference saves Christmas. Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer. The first #1 hit of the 1950s on January 7, 1950. The 2nd biggest Christmas song ever after "White Christmas".  Bing Crosby turned it down. Gene Autry was proud to sing it. He had been speaking out against intolerance since the '20s. Rudolph was the perfect poetic reward for Autry's career. I heard this story on the radio. It must be true. ♥️

As I Am. 2019 gay drama on Tubi. Rated Mature. It's not a secret you're gay. Your secret is your father raped you a long time ago. You drink heavily. You live recklessly.  You flirt with the guy on the other side of the milk racks in the cooler at Sunshine Market. He has intimate dreams about you. You ask him out & run out on him. He is devastated & consoled by his 2 dads who adopted him when he was 2. They have a catering business. Gig at your parents' party. After drinking, you act out. Your date is there catering. He holds you as a lover does when you need it. Right there in front of guests & parents you just cursed out.

First time in a lesbian-gay bar, I ran into a guy friend I knew fairly well from class. We were never romantic. Over the years Christmas at the gay bar became like a gay family reunion. You would see people you hadn't seen in a year. Sometimes many years.  Merry Christmas. ♥️

I knew, and everybody always knew I was different. At 12 I realized I'm gay. I lost my sleepover friends because they kept getting in trouble. I turned my life around after failing 6th grade. Lots of gay bashing. I didn't hide my boyfriends except from school & work & military & danger.  When I was 39, I came out in the newspaper as a gay political candidate. I didn't win the election. The following year I met the Great Consuming Love of my Life. 20 years ago. I lost my gay friends.  This year I came out on Facebook. I lost more friends. My boyfriend is driving me to my next doctor's appt. I can drive alone. He wants to do stuff for me. I've been denying him that.  The series Fellow Travelers will keep resonating for a while longer ♥️

Let's not talk too much Let's make love with touch Until it hurts enough Hunger for holiday bother How long will we be sober? Let's not think too much Let's make love enough Let push come to shove Touch my heartbreak My soul will shake I will make another mistake Regarding your advice I stick my foot in my mouth Instead of something else Let's not drink too much Let's make love with touch Rough enough becomes wild  Push comes to shove     Shush ! Let's not shout too much Let's make love enough Let's not walk too much Hold my hand   We're clandestine  Let's make love again Let's not talk too much Let's make love    Shush ! Let's not think too much Let's make love Let's not Talk too Much.

Big mouth gets you in trouble. Today's relationship advice. Before & after sex are very different Scene 1. You flirt & banter with a guy at the gay bar in the afternoon. He says he's not gay but needs gay sex sometimes. You challenge him. Say things no one has ever said to him. It's okay. You take him home. You two have hot sex. After sex you continue to banter & challenge. He grabs you by the throat & pins you down. He reiterates that he's NOT gay. Luckily he releases you & leaves.  You don't understand that "after" is much different than "before" sex. Before... you're overcome with desire for sex. You will say & overlook anything for sex. After... you're overcome with guilt & shame. You're weak because you finally gave into your homosexual urge. You worry you might have just caught an std. You might give it to your wife. The gay urge was so damn strong. After sex is not the time to tease your hookup. It...

2 Days before Christmas My heart is Warm as a Biscuit For you everything I risk it Your kiss remains on my lips The great re-set     Solar eclipse  When I see you in the sky A ghost of the mind As real as yesterday on my breath today Emotions pulsate in my veins When you take the reins of my heart Warm as a Biscuit    Your kiss on my lips Your memory reassures me My body feels again like I did yesterday Lovin' in the oven Warm biscuits & hot kisses Can you smell it? I place this poem in the window To cool me down  Love travels at light speed It's 2 days before Christmas For you everything I risk it  My heart is Warm as a Biscuit  Thank you for the present Heart Warm as a Biscuit 2 days before Christmas Warm as a Biscuit is my heart.

I'm gonna Love you  Like there's no yesterday or tomorrow I'm gonna Love you Like there's no heartache No doubt or pain Like there's no regret to wish away No question of faith I'm gonna need you Like no one ever has In this moment until the end of time I'm gonna Love you Like there's no yesterday or tomorrow Like there's no heartache or regret I'm gonna Love you No doubt or pain No question of faith I'm gonna Love you Like there's no yesterday or tomorrow Until the end of time I'm gonna Love you.

Fellow Travelers hits close to home in many ways. I'm like Tim, the idealistic single gay nerd weirdo. Hawk is my boyfriend for 20 years but not as slutty. Sneaking around. We go on "fishing trips" to be with each other. It's become an open secret.  We face mortality. I have prostate cancer & his age is advancing. He was there when I needed him. He is the Great Consuming Love of my Life. Yeah I wrote the most dangerous book in America about Charlottesville Virginia. But my proudest legacy is the 2 gay love blogs of original poetry he has inspired. Nobody, including me, expected such an outpouring of creativity.  I'm sentimental. He'll be with his family on Christmas. Today he'll be with me. I will read my latest poems to him. Maybe he'll read one to me. I pick out scenes & play them like Hallmark cards when my lover takes a break from being straight. Cued up is the Great Consuming Love scene from Fellow Travelers. ♥️💋💕

Breaking the Rules. 2016 gay comedy on Tubi. Rated Mature.  10-year gay married couple decide to spice things up. They decide to see other people for 30 days. An open relationship is a broken relationship. So they decide to break up with 2 conditions. (A) Each can call off the break at any time. (B) They must tell each other if they get lucky. Only one gets laid. You guessed it. He doesn't tell the other until he gets caught. The other moves out because cheating broke the rules. Storm of jealousy, guilt, betrayal, redemption. They recommit to monogamy & honesty.

... It doesn't matter if you loved me. I loved only you in my life. Thank you for this great consuming love...... UPDATE I showed this to my boyfriend. Like an animated Hallmark card. Tim on the right says how I feel. My bf was moved knowing our own circumstances.

Love makes me want to give you stuff Pleasure of the Heart Pleasant company My gift is a memory Realizing someone loves you How does that feel? Trusting a promise made clearly Sharing secrets & feedback Brutal honesty with a kiss I'm tone-deaf So I switch up the rhythm Love makes me want to give you stuff Pleasure for the Heart Whether together or far apart Bad weather or sunny skies My gift is a feeling in your eyes You can re-live it Again & again feel it When you remember it My present is a memory It keeps on giving Pleasure to the Heart My gift to you It's more than a feeling Pleasure of the Heart.

Monotone. My boyfriend said to me on the phone yesterday. One statement stood out as more monotone than the others. Recently he described my Gay Poem Podcast #3 as monotone. And I didn't smile enough. He doesn't want to hurt my feelings. True. My voice is monotone. So is my hearing. I can hear a guitar come into tune. But I cannot tune a guitar. I need the electronic tuner.  I vary the rhythm of my voice to break up the monotony. I have always used the guitar as a prop. Background to make it easier listen to my lyrics. I can deliver my poems dramatically without music. The podcast is not the first time. I never mastered melodies. I have written a few. But I rely on chords & words to carry me through the day. Because I am TONE DEAF. I tried out for chorus in school. The piano rang out a C note. I couldn't match the sound. The coach said I could stay as a non-singing member. Like crew in theater, which I did enjoy after I dropped out of choir. I'm glad I have somethin...

Love of money is the root of all evil The Love of you is the source of all good I'm torn in two pieces Dancing like a water droplet On a red hot skillet The source of all good Your heart cruises my neighborhood The headlight of your car You can't be far Working hard for a dollar So you afford to make me hollar You don't Love money You Love the source of all good My honey Dancing on a skillet Unlike a water droplet Which vanishes into thin air The sticky sweet Love residue remains The source of all good.

Contrary to Rumor Gigolos Get Lonely Too

Subdue my impulse Restrain my love Contain my bliss Another kiss I miss you Receive my love Unobtainium is yours Here I come Explain your love Free yourself Release your bliss Another kiss Powerful impulse Subdued & Restrained I miss you.

Hollywood was born gay. The first same-sex kiss on film was the 1927 silent movie "Wings", a box office smash which won the first Academy award. The Lavender Scare coincided with the Red Scare. The modern stereotype is that a gay is also a communist. The channel is Crazy Histories focusing on gay history.

I am the younger man that my married bf pursued. We met in a gay cruisey area. I was 40 he was 50. That was 20 years ago. He's still married. His children are grown now with their own children. ♥️  Why didn't I leave him for a single guy? No single guy was applying for the position. I did break up with him. He broke up with me. We are still in Love. At times he has taken big chances for me. When I got sick with prostate cancer. But I got better. We broke up last year & got back together 💕  I feel like Fellow Travelers. I started dealing with the shortcomings of the relationship by turning into a romantic poet. My married bf is my muse. The greatest joy of my life. And most prolific writing phase. The sex keeps getting better. I taught him gay culture. ♥️  To find Love, I had to settle for Love & forget all the social rules that keep us lonely & alienated. Our gay Love is an open secret...in my mind. We have both grown. I don't regret anything. I'm lucky I f...

Random hookup turns into 2 days of sex, drugs & intimate pillow talk when not hanging out in the crowded public. He wants to kiss. You can't display gay affection except in private. He changes you. You say goodbye to him on the train platform at 4:30 pm. You kiss him. You hear a snarky whistle. You scan for danger. You kiss him again ❤️ On Tubi. Rated Mature. The scene reminds me when I kissed my boyfriend goodbye in the Richmond bus station 23 years ago. Someone shouted F-ggot from the crowd. I realized I had just put my boyfriend's life in danger for the bus ride. Mine too.  We both made it home safely. 💕

 

It's only Tuesday You're on my mind Your smiling lips Penetrating comments Echo in the cavern of my heart Thrills bounce off the wall Doubts fall to the ground Fears disappear It's only Tuesday I close my eyes Love is blind Every day of the week On a beach somewhere gay You're on my mind How you shushed me last time I started talking trash Indecent proposals ricochet Sonic boom in my heart Let's go spelunking our next date In the underground Cavern of Romance I see you clearly in my mind I close my eyes Love is blind  It's only Tuesday.

Tears of Joy roll down my face What am I to do? When you cry You bawl your eyes out Tears of Joy & delight Through the day & the night Rumor has it Love's a rollercoaster When will we come down? Tears are rolling down What am I to do? Shut up You say Shut up & make Love Tears of Joy & delight Daytime & at night We're riding high Waiting for heartbreak That never comes Tears flow like water falls Romance takes a stance Tears roll down your cheek Tears of delight Tears of Joy.

Love What can I say? Oh Love Like this All the way Trust the thrust What should I do? If I fall in Love with you Oh Love     Like this All the way  First base Home run Your bra straps come undone Love What can I say? Oh Love & trust Lust to dust All the way Home Another poem strikes the heart First base Home run My trousers come undone Love Oh Love Like this All the way Love Oh Love What can I say? Love Oh Love!

Loving you gave me something To live for Loving only you & singing Taking a chance & one more Love entangled my world Into a knot of tattered rope Love seduced me in a twirl Like a stew pot of shattered hope You gave me something A closet of optimism The clarity of binoculars You gave me a relationship ring Just a little token So you won't be forgotten Loving you gave me something Laughing & listening Writing & remembering You gave me a reason Loving you persuaded me To live without doubt Something to dream about You gave it to me good Something to be sure of Your love gave me a reason Something to live for Holding you & singing You gave it to me Something to Live for.

She said 🎵 Don't bother coming home 🎵 She's already gone 🎵 I left the phone dangling 🎶 If I hurry 🎵  I can still make Cheyenne 🎵

An all-star athlete, you suffer a sports accident. You lose function of your legs & your junk. No one will ever love you. How wrong you are! The hardest part is learning to love yourself again. Movie on Tubi. Rated Mature for brief nudity & cursing.

You deserve to be my muse So much you've been through I'm the one who loves you You confuse my head Amuse my heart Inspire every song You are my muse The fire in every prose Embers in every poem Hot air in your ear Same words     Same arms Different world     Same charm You're the music in my heart My Amusement Park Inspire the fire You don't refuse No excuse or ruse You're my catalyst in every kiss My muse     My lover  My silent partner Your ass deserves a free pass Here take it on me I'm the one who loves you You're my muse Amusement Park in my heart Ride for two.

Your body wasn't faking But your heart was I fell in Love For you it was lust For me Love-making The thrill of trust Your body wasn't faking But your heart was The romance was shaky The dance was distant Kisses nervous at best Rocky times at Christmas Your body wasn't faking But your heart was When you tried to break up Your confused heart spoke up You tried so hard so long To Love me like a Love song But your heart don't feel it You thought all the faking  Would change everything Wrong yet you carried on Will I forgive your heart? Yes Your body wasn't faking Your heart was But not anymore I thank your heart for faking We can resume the Love-making Carry on with new songs Your heart Loves you so much A little faking for the Love-making I Love your honest body And your faking heart The 4 of us Let's make Love at Christmas Our bodies weren't faking Your heart was unsure how to feel Mine was Love-making Here you are for real Maybe your heart is mistaken Another...

As long as you remember To come home to me Nothing else matters Forget what you had for breakfast Why did you come in this room? You don't finish projects So what?   Me neither I can't even finish a book You're a work in progress You leave me breathless Speechless & restless Memories of great happiness Tireless & reckless Epic journeys to Ultimate Bliss On the tip of your tongue You can't recall Yet you feel it like yesterday As long as you remember To come home To the heart that loves you Just remember So much is changing so fast Except 2 things We're still gay We're still in Love My heart is your home Remember your way back to me.

Life without a Man  Like hunger without food.  Like thirst without water.  Like breath without air.  Like craving misbehaving. Like a desert without cactus. Like desire without fire. Life without a man is every waking moment spent looking for a man. Find a man so you can free your mind from obsessing. Rest your heart from longing.  It's about the sex, stupid. Find a man. Like living without a soul Life without a Man.

We found Love Or did Love find us? When our heads were in the clouds When our dreams were beat down We found Love Oh when our focus was elsewhere When our minds were somewhere else Our hearts were broken Without a word spoken We took the chance of a lifetime We cashed in & spent every dime Still winning     Still grinning  How surprised we are The same wish on every star We found Love Or did Love find us? When we closed our eyes We felt a surprise What we thought was play Was different in every way Like a tornado of volcanoes A tempest of lust & hopes We found true Love Or did Love find us?

I will say it again  Then I'll say it one more time I Love You More than the sunshine Farther than I can reach Reddest ever sunburn on the beach Softest touch there ever was Nothing greater than our Love I'll say it again I will mean it this time I Love You longer than the eons Can't stop writing love songs Some call it lyrical poetry Words for the spirit Music of the soul Stronger than gravity itself Sometimes I'm speechless I said it once I'll say it again I Love You more Than the universe can bear More happiness in the air Tranquility has landed Kisses & caresses open-handed Singing & love-making I said it once already I'll say it again Then I'll say it one more time I Love You More than any rhyme Or superlative I can think of The darkest cloud above Your divine spark keeps me warm In any storm I've said it once or twice I will say it to your face I Love You Then I'll say it for all time I will say it again I Love You.

 

Gays go on strike for gay marriage. Society grinds to a halt. Wedding Wars 2006 comedy on Tubi.

Love What is it? It's a dream come true Whenever I think of you Fuzzy & confusing Austere & amusing Defying the laws of physics Every time you visit Love What is it? It was meant to be Like destiny  We fight it      We resist it Only later to give in We kiss it to make it better Hold hands together Love knocks on the door Who is it? Who cares? Come on in Love  What is it? I was just thinking of you.

Review of Hand Flogger okay "Your Christmas Love Song" "Finger taps my lips Kiss me" "Boy did I get laid Columbus Ga"

You're secretly gay. You're on a mission in the Church of Latter Day Saints. You fall for your hot slutty neighbor. Your elders find you two kissing. You're sent home to be excommunicated. Your love interest flies to Salt Lake airport layover in a snowstorm to find you. Gay love scene Min 57. At home you attempt suicide. Your lover thinks you're dead. You recover & escape conversion therapy. You reunite with your surprised lover. In time for Christmas dinner with your new family. 2003 film on Tubi. Rated R. 

Coffee & sex crush regret Re-set the heart for a new start Sofas & musical instruments Pastries & pleasant compliments How we were meant to be Out flirting publicly In our hearts on the beach Sex & coffee Romance without regret In your eyes in front of me Fireworks of confused words Mixed messages     Misunderstandings  Only one thing is certain Coffee & sex crush regret Romance re-starts the heart Sex & coffee  How we met Fireworks of Love on the planet Never will I take you for granted Sex & coffee go together They're like us    Forever  Coffee & Sex.

He gave me a relationship ring. I gave him a gay closet. Skeletons not included. I gave to the relationship a lightweight FLOGGER. Few people know how to use it. But I do. Our bodies were on fire. Twenty years & the love-making keeps getting better.

I only want to make Love twice Once in the morning Once in the evening Every Day I only want to Love you for life Sail east in the morning West in the evening Every Day I want to climb higher In search of lust & desire I spin in circles Cause I'm not perfect I climb the walls You deck the halls I face the danger You have no anger I reassure you Until the end of time I want to sail with you for life East in the morning   West in the evening  Into the sun And make Love to you only twice Once in the morning   Once in the evening  Until the end of time    Every Day.

Frat boy gay paradise. Everybody's smoking weed. Having sex. Writing & reading literature. Until the drugs get hard. The sex gets creepy. Jealousy turns violent. You run away down the street ... and stumble into the hippie van of a gay English professor who lives in the woods. 1972 Virginia. The fraternity kicks you out. Your parents take you home. The college fires the professor. He commits suicide, as did his ex-lover, by drowning. Moments before you can save him. Artsy 2003 film on Tubi. Rated Mature.

I'm loving you more In every moment than before  Every time the sun rises My heart fills with surprises Naughty thrills & haughty boast Indelible memory of your roast When I get mouthy Your eyes get rowdy They make me tell the truth I fell in love with you Layover on a mountain top Something started We couldn't stop I'm loving you more In every moment than before I'm squeezing you tighter Than any lover ever You burst with joy & delight You make everything right If only for tonight I'm loving you more In every moment than before.

(Night becomes day. Sleeper compartment of a moving train.) Jake - Good morning. William the Wow! Been so long since I held someone all night. William - How long? J - Two years. In Wyoming. A hundred miles from Cheyenne. We had a ranch together. I brought back lingerie. And a message without words from the merchant to my husband. He knew the color of his eyes. I brought back more than sex role-play. Merchant got ill but recovered. Prolly was shedding sickness. My chosen family passed away that winter. (Heart-felt kisses & hugs ) W - What's in St. Louis? J - My mom. She said it was okay to bring home a guy.  (They both laugh then get quiet.) J - William. Can I ask you a personal question? W - Yes. Make Love to me please. I already said Yes. Take me as your wife. J - Wait. Slow down. We got time. I know you didn't get off last night. W - But you gave me a lot of sexual pleasure.  J - I'm gonna get you off. I'm gonna pretend I'm your husband & you're my wif...

You give up sex for fear of AIDS. You fall in love with a guy who is HIV+. You nearly have a nervous breakdown. You take a chance on romance. He promises he won't get sick or die. The movie was 1995. ❤️💕 On Tubi. This would be the sequel. He went on PrEP. Now he's "undetectable". He doesn't have HIV anymore. But he must, right? He doesn't get sick or die. He keeps his promise. He doesn't infect you.

Hold on to my Heart This is Your Christmas Love Song These are your kisses You are my Mrs I miss you already Hold on to this Heart Romance can't be wrong The Snowman freezes up She melts when felt up By her Lover's kisses This is Your Christmas Love Song Hold on Sweetheart The Earth is shaking Another Risk worth taking Strolling side by side slow In the mall      Elbow to elbow Eyes & cameras are watching My Heart on fire with Pride Every moment we're gay-shopping Forbidden desire in public Explodes like fireworks in private Look at us      Hold on This is Your Christmas Love Song These are your kisses     Hold on This is Your Christmas Love Song Romance can't be wrong These are your kisses This is your Christmas Love Song The Earth is shaking A risk worth taking Hold on to my Heart Romance can't be wrong This is your Christmas Love Song Fireworks & kisses This is your Christmas.

Gay Shopping for Christmas  What is it? How is it different? From the mouth of rainbow Santa You must have a lover Be risk-takers but realistic We must travel to another town There's a chance we will be recognized Anywhere we go So what if we are? You're exhausted keeping love a secret Secretly you want to be outed That's why we're out here Gay Shopping for Christmas Remember Pride Month? We wanted to be seen as a gay couple We shopped at the same place We broke down on the interstate Nobody notices we're secret lovers Everybody can see we're gay lovers Only we know You're bearing the weight of a secret Everybody thinks is public Politely they stay quiet When they spot us Gay Shopping for Christmas.

Trailer Your homophobic elderly parents hire a "gypsy" Romanian immigrant to help on the sheep farm. Gradually you & he fall in love.  You act out. You turn a trick in the pub's bathroom while he waits alone, subjected to hate from the establishment. He finds you in the act. He walks away from everything. You tell your ailing parents. There must be big changes or you will leave too. You travel to your lover's new workplace. He comes back with you. The shanty camper where he stayed is hauled away. You two move into the main house as a legitimate couple. Reunited. Recommitted. Forgiven. Redeemed. Ready to work hard to save the farm & build a future together. Gritty gay love story on Tubi. Rated Mature.

(In the sleeper compartment of a moving train) Jake - Can I ask you a personal question? William - Yes. Fire away. If I get laid in St. Louis, I'm sure it will get a lot more personal. J - Are you married? W - Yes. Does it matter? J - I mean. Maybe not tonight. But whether I let myself carry on. Yeah maybe. You have kids? I don't want to fall in love & get hurt. Not too bad. W - Jake. Listen to me. I'm gay. I've been faking it forever. I'm exhausted. I got 5. And 2 grandkids. It's been a long time since I made love to my wife. Longer since I stopped loving her.  Jacob. Listen to me. I want to fall in love if only for a couple hours. If only for a couple weeks. I lied about no deadline. I must be in San Fran by Christmas. J - I see. You'll be my family for a couple weeks. I mean. The one I choose. And I'll be your second family. A vacation romance. A fling to remember. A flame to let fade out. Broken hearts might as well play. W - Jake. You are a poet...

Empty rail station. I look all around. No one to be found. Except old lady in the ticket office. And the teenager outside waiting in railroad uniform. It's quiet. I sit down. It's dark but early evening. A man with a suitcase walks in. Stops at the ticket window. He checks out the teenager outside. Of all the places, he sits down on the same bench with me. Two arm lengths away. Is this my private personal space? My butterflies are nervous. The station is huge & empty. He sits right there. There's only one train. I stare at him until he looks at me. Me - Hey. Him - Hey. Me - Where you headed? Him - West on the 23. Me - You mean the 32. Him - Yes. Me - Me too. My name's Jacob. Call me Jake. Him - Nice to meet you, Jake. Call me William. (Handshake at arms' length.) Jake - Okay. William. William - Ticket lady said train's on time. We're early.  J - Okay. W - Would you like to smoke tobacco on the platform while we wait? It'll pep us up & chill us ou...

Trailer Vito leaves his gay love life for the seminary. Struggles with celibacy & lust. In the opening scene, you see the power of the flesh when he almost hooks up with a stranger. On summer sabbatical Vito falls in love with landscaper Gabriel. Gabe is divorced from a 2-year straight marriage. He loves Vito like a top loves a bottom. Gabe writes a love letter. Eventually Vito chooses Gabe & God and rejects the priesthood. Hot sex the night before confused Vito returns to seminary. Really hot. Hour 1 Min 22. The YouTube segments don't do justice to this cute & poignant gay love story. Full movie on Tubi. Rated Mature.

Foggy my head     Cloudy the sky Warm the air     Smiling my eyes Can't see 3 feet in front of me Don't need to My arms don't have that reach I shout out I love you Follow the sound of my voice I need you     I want you As if I have a choice Bump & thump & grind & hump We find each other  Weather changes & stays the same  Fog like a smoke machine Sprinkles fall like twinkles Stormy like a disco ball In my arms you tingle You inspire my rock ballad Holiday season That's not the real reason You're here on false pretense Though your present is real Your true love is truly immense Foggy my head      Smoke in my heart In my arms you smile Happiness    The universe    Kisses You light me up on Christmas Warm & dry is my heart In Love on Christmas.

On Christmas Day A tree is decorated in shiny lingerie You're far away Correct that Your warm body is nowhere close From head to little toe The sky is blue The air is cold My ink pen writes in bold Bells ring in the bitter wind The chimes sing a love song The fireplace in my heart Full of red hot ember How vividly I remember How it was last year A week before expected At my house you appeared I gave you a box of kisses Two days after Christmas But on the day of In my heart was Love Red hot ember I remember you What to get you from now on In your nylon stockings above the hearth A brand-new love song Along with a bunch of kisses Every Christmas.

You're a mouthful You know that When you read this poem out loud My dirty words in your pretty mouth I become aroused It's magic like crazy glue Your mouth is full Two hearts are vulnerable All the cards on the table It's not Solitaire You find life is unfair I give you special treatment When my words are in your mouth I become aroused I want to make promises Recall the one I'm keeping now Monogamy is our only vow Sure I read my own poetry But it's not the same My mouth full of my own words I spit 'em out Yet when I hear My words in your mouth I become aroused.

Vulnerable Your wrist in my grip Your leg on my shoulder Lustily I kiss one lip There's no where to go Even if you wanted to Your eyes locked on mine I'm slow but on time Master & Muse  Rhythm & Rhyme  Intense yet merry Trusted but scary I feel so powerful Speak out Don't let me hurt you By accidental passion Vulnerable is your fashion  I feel like a king On your finger my ring My necklace around your soul My Love is inside of you Your body is a party One day I'll be your real husband Passion is no accident Your wrist is in my grip Your faith    My commitment  Lustily I kiss one lip Your leg on my shoulder  Vulnerable I whisper Against your pierced ears Trashy declarations of love Vulnerable are we both When we open wide our hearts. NOTE One of the most risk-gay poems I've written yet. That's saying something. You should write about what you know. Okay.  I'm phasing out my Facebook campaign to promote this blog. I was sharing whole poems t...