I've been thinking...

~

I was thinking of you, thinking of me.

Thinking about, what could have been. 

Thinking that life, is not all it seems. 

Thinking of thoughts, that lie within me.

Thoughts they do wander, making a scene. 

Drifting so slowly, as if in a dream. 

Nothing in life, is quite what it seems, 

I'm thinking of you, thinking of me.

A dream like state of mind ...

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I am not, who you want me to be, 
I am only me, you see? 
I am not, in a dream 
and more real, or so it seems. 

So please just let me be me. 


I share with those, that I like, 
a little more, of my life. 
But please, I do implore, 
please don't ask for any more, 

I feel carved up with a knife. 

I put my feelings, out on show, 
but only with those I know.
Will I ever lay bare, 
the things I guard fair?

Or let you into my life?


So please understand, 
As I turn into a man.  
I need to hold back 
and cover the cracks;

or be undone ... and disband.

A boy in a tree..

River Delphi Viiperi ~ WOOF!

I saw a boy, 

up in a tree. 

I wondered if 

that boy was me. 

The way he smiled, 

and just beguiled. 

I knew he knew, 

the inner me. 

His smile lit up, 

my inner heart. 

A smile that I 

could tell apart. 

That smile was mine 

and mine for him. 

I knew that boy, 

from within.

Wake Up!

Tired, asleep but not alone. 

You shared my life and I have grown.  

Beneath the covers we shared our life...

Dude! Wake up! And be my wife!

A taste of me...

They all want a taste of me, 

even tho there's one of me. 

Taste by taste I really start to fear.

Slowly as they grab at me, 

piece by piece, I'm losing me. 

What they want they just so slightly tear.

I am just... only one, 

gently as I come undone, 

none of me, soon, will appear. 

Just say hello and do not tie, 

gently as you come on by, 

let me breathe or see me disappear.

Do not judge or criticise, 

hold your views behind your eyes, 

smile softly as you pass me by. 

Caught within this new found art, 

slowly taken, part by part, 

Now I know why others try and hide.

~

"I'm not a label, I'm just me, 

and I don't owe the world an explanation."

~

Oh My!

I just had the shock of my life. To post a comment in YouTube I had to type in one of those words. This was it:

I'll leave any interpretation up to you, haha.

Gentle friends

Jake

You meet them 

once 

or twice,

you know.

Your 

new found 

friends, 

they come 

and go. 

You wonder 

why

their light 

did glow... 

Your 

new found 

friends, 

where did 

they 

go?

So suddenly 

they disappear. 

You wonder if 

they're ever there. 

Their light 

so sudden, 

sweet and brief, 

their gentle parting 

without grief.

Where did they go?

The Look

There is a look, 

a secret glance, 

the gay male stare. 

Not in a book, 

not made by chance, 

the soul is laid quite bare. 

The hunger shows, 

the body aches, 

the desire is left aloof. 

The receiver knows, 

feelings wake, 

lust is set loose.

I see the signs, 

I respond in kind, 

I set my passion free.

So if you find, 

you have the time, 

Send that look to me.

18 - Boy Soldier

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Eighteen is such a funny age, 

you leave your youth, the adult stage. 

For now I can stand up as me, 

I am grown up, let me be. 

But do I want to be set free? 

The scary responsibility? 

The broken opportunity? 

To be alone, to just be me? 

No give me back my feathered nest 

and let me grow, to be my best. 

Just gentle steps, do forward go 

supported by, the love I know.

Don't Act Dumb

Am I smart 

or am I dumb? 

With idiots 

I play along. 

If they talk... 

'incomplete',

their written style 

I do meet. 

If they show 

they are smart,

I use my words 

as I do art. 

I like to show 

that I care

and take the time 

to write; 

repaired. 

But do not take me 

for a fool, 

I love to learn, 

in my school, 

of worldly life

and heartfelt thoughts, 

my mind, 

my style 

are all 

self-taught.

Rosewhip137

By chance alone did we meet, 

his soul exposed, laid bare, replete. 

This boy did give himself to us, 

his heart, his soul, his gentle trust. 

He cared enough to share his life, 

his mortal coil, his endless strife. 

He was for us the same as we. 

I miss him more than I miss me.
~

We miss you Derek

The Shallow Man

The shallow man he stands side on, 

he disappears and then he's gone. 

His false facade and gentle lies, 

come to me as no surprise. 

His thin veneer is so see through, 

his awkward smile is one I knew. 

He thinks the web he spins does shine 

and all the time we know he's lying. 

With painted spots and silver stripes 

he tries to dazzle with delight. 

But comes the morn' and golden sun, 

his lies, his tales, 

they come undone.