It's True

It's true!

It's true, they say;

I heard it once.

A week, a day;

or was it months?

I know, I learned;

as if by chance.

The myth, the truth;

I learned to dance.

Rasmus Ledin - my straight boyfriend

Beauty is a stolen look, 

a backward glance, 

a glimpse I took. 

Love is free, 

upon the air. 

As if by chance,

I would dare. 

I walked behind 

and came so close. 

A gentle brush, 

my overdose. 

Heaven scent, 

my thoughts to me. 

To be so close, 

your energy. 

Friction builds, 

I want to touch. 

Your very presence, 

I love so much. 

You share my sphere, 

my wonder world. 

If you were boy, 

and I was girl. 

I know that we 

would be as one. 

But as we are, 

our love undone. 

But I can dream 

of you instead. 

My straight boyfriend, 

in my bed.

Defining Me

Am I straight? 

Am I gay?

Am I rough and tough?

Am I bent?

Up for rent?

How do I share my love?

Am I Bi?

Am I trans?

Am I weird or queer?

Do I love?

Do I trust?

Do I really care?

Why do you define me so?

Can't I be as one untold?

Can't I only just be me?

Let me live in peace instead.

Take who I want to my bed.

Let me be and let me be free.