Gay Love & Romance

Things before you were boring But not anymore  I didn't care about anything  Nothing had meaning  Before you I was shallow Oh but not anymore  You appeared from nowhere  Right out of thin air You stepped into my life I lost my breath Everything was forgettable  But not anymore  The sun wouldn't lift my spirits  And the whiskey. Chase it with a beer The moon was looking so sad  Empty & hollow. Without glow Then something changed my soul  Someone walked into my life Things before you were boring  But not anymore  Before you my heart had no purpose  Before you my life was boring But not anymore. (Theme Song for this Poem)

You don't fit in. Not at Yale. Not at work back home with regular folk. Your mom won't accept you as gay. Your gay trick is too creepy to hook up with. You befriend a street preacher. He eventually turns on you. It always comes back to sexual orientation. You will never fit in anywhere because you're gay. Get used to it.

Cruising = looking for sex from strangers. Possible start of a long-term relationship in our hook-up culture.

At the end of the road Which way should I go? Where do I turn? How far have I run? At the end of the fight I did what I thought was right  In the middle of the play I know you're my date Whom I'll be doing later  Whose hand I'm holding now When the gaslights go out I kiss you surely without a doubt At the end of the night  The sun wakes us up Eyes open all happy Your pretty hair is nappy Bad breath morning kiss Electric love & happiness  At the end of the road  It's your hand I'm holding  Which way should I go? (Theme Song for this Poem)

"Gay" New York was stunned at the loss. As many as 200 LGBT individuals may have been aboard. Some were famous.

What has my heart to sing about tonight? Love? Oh yeah. Uh-huh. Mmm Love struck a nerve  You spoke the magic words That rocked my world  What has politics to do with it? Not a damn thing  Long after you leave I feel so good inside  Something else to hide Yeah I got a secret spot  Where my heart likes to party  When I ruminate your body  Filled with joy inside  Sometimes I get tongue-tied  What has my heart to do with it? Oh yeah. Love. Uh-huh. Love Lightning struck a chord  When you finally scored  What has my heart to say? Plenty. Oh yeah. Uh-huh. Mmm Love struck a chord.

My bf is DL. I figured it out because his stories were inconsistent. Problem --> too late......I fell in love. Feelings change over time. You want more. And he gives more. He's not a bad person. Just in the closet. Everybody has secrets. And everybody needs a confidante.  My top poem on my gay love blog is....there are no secrets between us....and some day we won't be a secret anymore. The theme song I chose was....Ready to Take a Chance Again 1978 Barry Manilow. ♥️ Coach Danny. Keep creating content. Not living authentically is soul-crushing.

I shouldn't be so sensitive  What's wrong with me? You haven't returned my call That's all. Not that unusual  Now it's the next day & another call My mind is a rollercoaster  My gut is a cocktail  Are you okay? Did you break down? Did you fall out of love? I shouldn't care. I'm sure you're fine  No sense of urgency. No emergency  We've been here before  I shouldn't worry or fear or doubt  So then why do I? What else would I be doing? Scrolling through Grindr? Looking for you or your replacement  Someone to worry about  I was confused. It was all in my head Rumors of the heart I shouldn't let myself love so much So then why do I?