Vulnerable

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 to get people hooked. But I was often editing to fit the screenshot. Will have more flexibility.

When readers start to miss me, they can click on over. The link is at the top of my Facebook page. And plastered everywhere in my profile.

I got burned out on Facebook anyway. This blog is easier to maintain & for everyone to access. Including my boyfriend. He's not a Facebook user much anymore. 

I won't share this risk-gay poem to Facebook. This blog will start to have more exclusive content again. Unless a reader shares it elsewhere. I'm not monetized so I'm not looking for clicks. Just readers. 

I have plans for my Gay Poem Podcast on my YouTube channel @blairhawkins7490. The Cheyenne Trilogy. The tattoo quartet where I show off each tattoo & read its poem (already published). 

Please enjoy this gay poetry. Christmas poems to come. Tis the season.

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