Sexuality can be the most fluid of all things...Make the most of who you are...Pride '10 Yeow!!
*Lighthouse Blues*
Slowly crashing upon the rocks
(Both) Battered and bruised.
Fast approaching midnight
Not yet ready to move.
Drained and Exhausted
Your mind not at ease.
You long for your Lover
Not a want a mere need.
Your womanly posture
Neither frail nor thin
Lies naked; fully clothed
Exposed by winters wind.
Waves crash; Hope is lost
Smashed and shattered.
While waiting in woe
A vision befriends you-
An image once forgot.
Before. Breaking barriers
Now a distant thought
Thoughts evolve into realities
And now,
Another woman roams that same beach
Love is love after all
There are no distinctions to reach.
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