Penetrated

Reblogging this, because I am in a mood.

Tarnished Soul

Pushing flesh

Spearing through

Thrusting, pervading

Exquisite pain and pleasure

Searing through skin

Relief

Torturous

Entering me

Eyes Rolled Back

Losing consciousness

Falling

Fingers relaxed

Pistol falling.

(In my previous blog, I posted a poem called Penetrated, and a lot of people liked it. I’m trying to rewrite it from memory.)

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If You Knew, What Would You Have Said?

I had a notification that someone had liked this post, today. I decided to read it and share it, because it is a reminder to myself that I need to maintain acceptance of myself. My self-doubts and criticisms never seem to go away, but I have to counter those with self-love, self-acceptance and self-realization.

Tarnished Soul

I have never been open about my sexuality, I have always had mixed emotions and it fluctuates on an ongoing basis. But often times, I look at the people in my life, and I wonder how they might have reacted, if they knew. Although, there is more acceptance in our society than before, I also think it is more dangerous (#Orlando). I’ve never told some important people in my life, and it’s because I’m quite aware of their opinions of the LGBT lifestyle. And, if I’m being honest with myself, I have held the same opinions at times, but I had not accepted my own reality because I was doing so well hiding it.

But I have often wondered at the reaction some people would have. How would my childhood friends reacted when they found out that I was attracted to a few of them? Would they still go roller…

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