And We're Gay
We run, we jump, we cry, we laugh,
We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough,
We're fat or slim, atheists or pray...
We love like you love, and we're gay.
In morning light, you slumber still:
Familiar form against my chest,
It is your favourite place to rest.
I tickle you with senseless skill.
You make espresso, I fix bread
We yawn in unison, and smile
You dress in orange, your own style,
I love you (I already said)
We run, we jump, we cry, we laugh,
We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough,
We're fat or slim, brown-haired or gray
We love like you love, and we're gay.
You push my chair, we walk the dogs
The weather nice, trees green and lush
You kiss my lips, I chastely blush
Only observed by croaking frogs
We're not so different,
Can't you see?
So don't be ignorant
Just let us be.
We run, we jump, we cry, we laugh,
We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough,
We're fat or slim, we work, we play
We love like you love, and we're gay.
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March 18, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

I love it Baby. So very much ��.
ReplyDeleteWe run, we jump, we cry, we laugh
We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough
I love this poem you've wrote today.
We love like they do, and we're gay.
For you, (((boo)))
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