You could be my support system,
to find peace in my heart.
And to keep me from falling deeper,
into loneliness and despair

And life must continue,
even if I have to be by myself.
But things would be so much better
if I had someone at my side

I know I am weak,
in some areas of my life.
That’s why I need someone strong,
to help me up when I fall.

Sure I am sick
and at times I want to give up
But you could give me the strength,
to keep my head held high.

So I got to keep my life,
and live it one day at a time.
And if you are at my side,
then  Ican survive in everyway

But then again,
this could only work both ways.
For I would have to be at your side,
so you too can make it day by day

We are Prisoners of time
Slaves to circumstance
and beggars for eternity
We have so made small our souls.

To match our situations
that is greed for trash
We have trampled greatness
and laughing at their prey.

Time tightens the chains
that bind us
circumstances cracks the whip
that marks us
Only our eternity grieves
that we are fools.

Into The Light

A voice is calling softly
from the stillness of the night
peace and joy will follow
when you walk into the light

I leave behind my sadness
tear off this fake disguise
and stop the war thats raging
between my tears and eyes

No longer will I travel
a road that has no end
no sign ahead will tellme
go back and start again

I’ve found what I’ve been missing
it’s love and care in my life
lets peace surround my body
when I walk into this light

When I first felt your touch
How it made my heart rush
I remember walking in the sand
Holding for the first time your hand
I remember how safe I felt
Having your strong arms around my waist
The complete bliss
Of our first kiss
I smile, remembering my breathless awe
At making love, desire so raw…

I remember hours later at home all alone
of the tears I cried for what I’ve done
The passion, Love, joy, giddy wellness I felt hours before
Was now shame, sadness, hurt which refused to allow the closure of its door
How can something which felt so right
Now feel wrong, seem sick, in the span of a night
I remember scrubbing myself in the shower
Falling to my knees and begging God hour after hour
Please don’t make me gay
Just let me be straight one more day…

I remember the day I accepted I’m queer
I still smile at your happiness and cheer
I remember, who I am really…

Last night I cried while in the spider web of sleep
thinking that I was in the arms of my beloved
upon being a recipient of true love and affection
when all of a sudden I was awaken by the sounds of someone crying,

but when i opened my eyes, there wsa no one else
except me!
as I laid in a freshly made pool of hot liquid passion…

Learning to Love

When you learn to communicate
you learn to be understanding,

When you learn to be understanding
you learn to care,

When you learn to care
you learn to love,

When you learn to love
you learn to be patient,

When you learn to be patient
you learn to appreciate
the one you love…

 A Credo for Our Intimacy

When most people speak of their intimacies, they are normally referring to something "sexual".  But if we were to study the definitions surrounding the word intimacy we would find that its of a more profound meaning than simply sex.  For its defined as something personal, to make known, to communicate delicately, something intrinsic, belonging to, or characterizing ones deepest of feelings.

When it comes to the sharing of our intimacies, it should be from an essential aspect, the deepest part of our soul.  For our objectives should be to capture one another’s undeniable attention, to create, and to move emotions thats of a rare finding as we try to become better acquainted with one another intrisicly.  within our quest for true intimacy from a natural bonding between two human beings…

The time that I’ve wasted is my biggest regret,
spent in places I’ll never forget. 
Sitting and thinking about things I’ve done,
the crying, the laughing, the hurt and the fun.
Now it’s just me and my hard driven guilt,
Behind a wall I allowed to be built.
Trapped in this cell and wanting to run,
back to my youth with laughter and fun.
But the chase is over and there’s no place to hide,
everything is gone including my pride.
With reality suddenly right in my face,
I’m scared and alone stuck in disgrace.
I ask myself why and where I went wrong?
I guess I was weak when I should have been strong.
I pretended to be rugged, so fast and so cool.
When I was actually lost like a blinded old fool.
I really am tired of this foolish game,
of acting real hard with no sense of shame.
What my future holds I really don’t know,
But the years I’ve wasted are starting to show.
I hope I can make it, I have to at least try,
because I’m headed towards death and I’m not ready to die.

When loads got heavy, I’d stumble and fall;
And, at times, I couldn’t see past that wall.
While in the dungeon of deep, dark despair,
A voice whispers to me, "Fear not; I am there!"

"Come to me, and belive in me;
And I will make you truly free
Let me lead you to a life anew
and see how great my love is for you!"

I dwell on my sins and past mistakes;
I feel in my heart its years too late.
Then I cry out, "God, what can I do?"
"Nothing," He says, "I’ve done it for you!"

He pulls me up with His caring hand.
Now, I am part of His heavenly plan.
He never mentions my past, what I’ve done,
But whispers instead, "Welcome home, my son!"

Now my life has a future,
Of this statement I am sure!
I have his love, so wonderfly pure,
And I’ll be in Hea’en to fore’er endure.

His Loving Hand
Painted Cream or a lily white,
God saw that it was done just right
To be enjoyed by every man
Created by his loving hand.

Called forth from bed in the midday sun
With birds dancing’neath in joyous fun.
With leaf of green and stem of tan,
Created by his loving hand.

Sparkling with the diamond dew
Among the colors of every hue;
Nurtured, loved as no man can,
Created by his loving hand.

Give thanks to God: praise his name
‘Cause he made man just the same
With clay and breath made he man,
Created by his loving hand.