Archive for the tag Brutally Honest

Lesbian Love

Poem : Sometimes

Your vision is rippled with pleasure, as she glides, oblivious, I die a little as you smile, secretly, hoping people don't see In your arms your need throb's delusional She is dearer to you than the air you breathe Sometimes, I just want to be her.
Picture Courtesy : London Art Girl

Poem : Go Fuck Yourself

will think about the time someone kissed every inch of my side from my neck to my hip and I'll moan My hands move down there slowly, I groan Under my sheets, lie a treasure trove of memories
black-gay-men

Holding Hands

The one they always bring to my attention is how men show affection in public. To someone unfamiliar, it can be quite surprising.
Page 1 of 2812345...1020...Last »