Best Present Ever
I wore a skirt to my first Gay Pride
My lover at my side
Stockings cover my hairy legs
Under my open shirt. A purple bra
Not empty. Filled with plastic awe
Lipstick & blue shadow. Eyeliner too
Without my partner. What would I do?
I'm taking the greatest risk of my life
To save sanity & serenity
The biggest thrill I've ever survived
His masculine military tattoos are hot
We look like we've tied the knot
We move like choreography
He protects me like I'm his family
Because I am
He waits patiently. I chat up vendors
His heart is where I surrender
He keeps holding my hand non-stop
Or touching my shoulders on top
Maybe some think we're fake
Not in the same league
So we can't be true lovers
Are you kidding me?
We stop & kiss again
Behind his back. The smiles are so sweet
Friendly looks & sparkling winks
Oh
They're trying to steal me away
Out of the arms of my boyfriend
No wonder his hands are all over me
But I won't let it happen
No one else can I imagine
I'm wearing a skirt & a bracelet
His necklace & his scent
I even have his moves & judgment
We're not married but should be
Today was the best present ever
Could have been imagined by a lover
And then delivered
I wore a skirt & drank wine from grapes
He took off his shirt. We danced barefoot
Every moment we appreciate
My first Gay Pride 2024
Hope there's another one next year.
-- Linda. That's my drag name.
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