About this blog...

On this blog you will find the rambling thoughts and images a boy like me finds on the web. It is responses to my dilemma and experience. It's not rude or crude or stereotypical. Just me, just trying to be free, just learning to be myself...

Saturday, February 26, 2011

I am a star

I am to you 
not what you see, 
I breathe the fire 
of eternity. 
I am a star
that flickers bright, 
and disappears 
with morning light.
So gaze at me
in darkened space, 
and feel my pulse, 
my heart does race 
and when the dawn 
comes fleeting on, 
hold me fast 
and linger on.

I swear

Is it me, or is it you? The things we say? The things we do?
You know the way, that I always, think of you.

Is it us? They way we trust? The way we love? And love we must?
You know the love, that we share, we two.

You are the boy, who I adore. I can only, love you more. 
Your eyes draw, me deep, into your soul. 

Only time, will ever tell, if we are right, and right to sell,
to each other, the love, we must share.

I'd only die, if I could not, be with you, the one I love, 
I trust to you, my slender love, I swear.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Ebbing Tide

Silver line that slowly flows,
upon the ground 
without a sound.
It steals my thoughts 
and helps me drift away. 

Broken bands upon the beach, 
tempting throb beyond my reach, 
ebbing tide draws me on and on.

Setting sun takes hold of me, 
pulls me forth on autumn breeze, 
takes my hand 
and leads me from the shore.

Cloudless sky steals life from me, 
upwards I go gleefully, 
morning comes and so begins my day.

Tempting is the birds' first song
heartening as I move along, 
draws the life and soul ... from me.

But I know best, this cycle goes, 
my love, my dreams,
they slowly grow.
I see the circle path that I am on.

So I stand still and wait for you,
the night draws cold, 
the morning dew 
and you return my love 
as life renewed.

(I once chased the love I sought, until I stopped, waited.. and love was caught).

Hide N Seek

You can not see me
if you tried.
Behind this mask
I always hide.
You get to know me
only bit by bit.

So come in close
and be my friend.
But soon you know
there'll be an end.
Just now
I can't quite think
of it.

For I won't think
of all I hurt.
My false pretense
is quite absurd.
But I will play this game
until the end.

You send your love,
I reply in kind.
I slowly delve into
your mind.
Your broken heart
will never
truly mend.

So laugh with me
and laugh away.
All of your cares
I do but sway.
Give to me you trust
and only love.

For I will take it all
and more,
as you love the boy
you so adore,
and I will leave you
but pain, lost love and sadness.

Monday, February 14, 2011

The other boy I love..

All I want

I look away when I feel you watching,
a dream state enters my being.
Your thoughts pervade my soul
and I feel exposed.
Your thoughts are seeking.
I know what you are thinking.

All I want to do is hide.
Not get close.
I feel so betrayed by my being.
Scared thoughts thrive,
I hope you don't believe I am here.
I'm not!
I'm running scared.

All I want is to say hello,
to chat once in a while,
to know
that I am not alone.
Please don't ask too much of me,
I can't handle this pressure
I'm not who you think I am,
I am small and unreal.

I write well,
talk smart
and lack the ability to do anything.
My inexperience drowns me.
I am just one boy,
I am learning so much,
fearing so much more.
Give me space,
give me time,
I ask for no more.

All I want is understanding.

~ Marcus

(this poem reflects a change of style as I try and escape the web I have created on the internet. I had no idea it would be like this. With so many people needing so much from me. I don't understand. I'm just a boy, growing, wanting, to be a man.)

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Boys Kissing

Kisses and hugs, 
a slide on the rug, 
a pat on the head 
and a smile. 
I'll rub your back, 
give you a smack, 
this may take 
quite a while. 

My hand on your knee, 
the other one free, 
a kiss on the ear 
is a start. 
A tickle, a rub, 
my hand, your glove. 
Never will we be apart. 

Kisses and hugs, 
making love, 
you and I 
all the day. 
I rise to your love, 
like heaven above, 
to your touch 
I do pray.

Kisses and hugs, 
making love, 
you and I 
all the day. 
I rise and I rise, 
I sing my reprise, 
with your love
I am made.

For Antoine

And when I sat, upon your shore. 
My heart did open, a little more. 
I felt the sand beneath my seat, 
I wiggled your toes, 
with my own feet. 
I held your hand 
and glanced to sea. 
Alone as one, 
or together as we.

Who am I ?

Who am I???
I am me.
What you see...
is what I be. 

I show no more...
than just my self. 
I sit upon...
your i-shelf. 

I am a boy...
and no more. 
The boy you love.
I love you more.