In silver light, their masks delight, they hide behind their veil. 

They spin such lucid tales, of lust they do avail. 

They compliment and flirt and fly to sow the seeds of desire, 

but quickly do their long spun tales drift unto the mire. 

So happy thoughts and caution taught, I explore this world of theirs. 

I now know how to hold it back, my inner-self not shared. 

But keep these imps at distance, and keep behind the line;

and we will see if love does hold given nothing more than time.

~.~

Drifting On

And in the sun, 

beside the sea, 

my thoughts drift on, 

from you to me. 

I wonder if 

one day we'll be, 

together 

once again.

And in the dawn, 

a stifled yawn, 

I rise 

from nightly rest. 

A hand glides down 

from shoulder blade 

and slips 

across my chest. 

I know those fingers, 

I feel that touch, 

I kiss

the warmth 

in you. 

I always knew 

you would return, 

and we 

would be 

as two.

Bird

I once saw a bird 

that sat in my tree. 

He sang me such songs, 

a sweet melody. 

He was put in a cage, 

which upset me; 

so I broke down the door 

and set that bird free.

Angst

I stood upon 

a white sand beach, 

I gazed at waves 

beyond my reach, 

I dreamed across

the ocean depth 

beyond. 

I waited for 

that very day, 

when I could take 

your hand and lay 

my head upon 

your chest 

once more. 

The simple things 

I like the most, 

the chance to hear 

your heart beat lost, 

My heart 

will once more 

be belonged. 

For you to me 

are everything, 

you make my soul 

begin to sing, 

together our love ... 

we will explore.

And so it goes...

They come and go like fallen snow, 

   so light and soft to touch. 

You hardly notice them appear, 

   and miss them oh so much. 

The ones you loves, the ones you know 

   are here for now then gone. 

If only I had spent more time 

   so they would stay more long. 

So spare your tears and wipe your eyes 

   and wait for more to come. 

And pretty soon they reappear. 

   No friendship comes undone.

A dream like state of mind ...

Tait Hughes Geijer - BMG Models LA

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.

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?

Be Me

I love you and miss you dude,   :D

Who else would I be? 

Who else could I be? 

Who else should I be? 

I should be me.

What else would be me?

What else could be me?

What else should be me?

I should be free.

How else would I be free?

How else could I be free?

How else should I be free?

If I be me, 

... then I am free.

Be proud, be free, be me

Another Closed Channel

Shut up.

Shut down.

Shut your face.

Turn around.

Go away.

Had to go.

Were you real?

We'll never know.

Why do they 

just disappear? 

They come in close, 

then reappear. 

It is a game, 

it's my despair. 

So go away. 

Do I care?

ƒяιєи∂šнιρ

Friendship is
a fickle foe,
it starts with smiles
to and fro.
It's secret shared
and tales of woe.
This friend is one
you get to know.

But friendship is
a love that's earned.
When heated words
and feelings burned,
it's time to take
the time to dwell,
and remember the times
my heart did swell.

And now I know
that I in turn,
must grow the friendship
I did earn,
and BE the friend
I seek elsewhere,
in those for whom
I really care.

(dedicated to my friend Robbie)

YouTube Friends

To me it is another home,
a place to chat
to those I know.
So if you see me or I see you,
then friend me,
sub me,
it's easy to do.
But don't stop there,
and disappear.
Say hello,
I really care!
I'm not the type
to wave
and leave,
I wear my heart
upon my sleeve.
So be a friend
and stay awhile,
For I am friendly,
you'll like my style.

I met a boy...

I met a boy
as strong as me,
he lifted mountains
randomly.
And then
he taught me
how to fly,
from clouds
to space,
I thought I'd fly.
From him
I learned
to swim the sea,
to hold back rivers,
set lakes free.
He showed me how
to then breathe fire,
tornadoes bent,
I did aspire.
And finally
he taught me all,
and disappeared
and now I'm small.

The LOVE of friends

I sit and wait, and gently stare,
at the space you left, right over there.

Your heat persists, as warmth resists,
the chill of parting, a nightly mist.

A gentle cloak, came with the night,
as I wait for dawn, and dawn's first light.

I'll see you soon, my dear friend,
let not this parting, be the end.


(miss you already Ben)

From my friend Sloane

One strange morning appears
A shy lonely boy in tears
Thru the sandstorm mist
I was wondering if he really exits

Was he mute? Not really
But words just dropping rarely
From his lips color cherry
I was drinking his words gently

Then suddenly he took off his shirt
I didn't move, didn't want to hurt
He came close and grabbed my body
I stay quite fearing to be shoddy

But he was so much in love demand
That I surrendered in the sand
The moment intense came to an end
Then I realized, he was my friend

He laughed at me Ha Ha Who are you?
And dived in the deep blue.

by Sloane

A mouse in my house

I have a mouse, up in my house,
I hear him in the wall.

He came inside, just last night,
Outside it is too cool.

His scratchy feet, they run about,
the ceiling is his yard.

He looks for friends, companionship,
he always tries so hard.

His lonely vigil does go on,
a friend is all he needs,
I opened the door, just one more,
a friend he gained indeed.

So now there's two, double the poo,
they scratch about all night.

But now I hear, with my trained ear,
their squeals of delight.

Goodnight Sweet Prince

I take your kiss upon my cheek,
the lightest touch,
it's rather sweet.
I stroke your hand and say goodnight.
I wait until you dim the light.
Your foot steps pad along the hall,
the stairs they creek upon my wall.
You are now gone,
my heart resists,
it begins to slow,
the thrill desists.
I wait once more for the light of dawn,
when once again,
I see you yawn.
The day it starts,
just as it ends,
a kiss from you,
it makes amends.

NOT GAY

You ask me if I'm gay.
Is that all you can say?
Are you that thick,
to ask so quick?
Just please go away.

You want to know me more,
your channel is a bore.
You write so little,
it's all a riddle.
Just please walk out the door.

You want to know my name,
your details never came.
My DOB, my MSN
you want my number once again?
Your questions are so lame.

You want me for your friend,
and then not talk again.
You go away
and never play.
I think this friend will end.

Old friends

Let go, move on, new friends, be one.
Now know, more sure, big smiles, love more.

We will miss you Alex, our friend.

~ Marcus