Real
Johnny had a girlfriend
Her name was Billie Rae
But whenever she professed her love
He didn't feel the same.
So Johnny went out searching
For a light within the dark
And when he met Dave,
He felt that special spark.
Johnny dumped his girlfriend
Who flew into a jealous rage.
And when she found out about Dave,
She went on a rampage
First she told the preacher,
And Johnny's good old dad.
Then she told her mother
That Johnny got her bad.
But the mother talked to the preacher
And the preacher talked to the dad
And all of them decided
That Johnny wasn't so bad.
So when Johnny came home
With his brand new identity
He found a town so accepting
of who he was meant to be.
It's not about religion
Or the ability to procreate
Love is about love,
And it doesn't have to be straight.
Journey of a Lesbian girl
Once she was eight years old,
Her eyes shining bright,
Her lips sealed tight,
She did everything just right.
Then she was 13 years old,
And she met a girl,
Who changed her world,
She had a lot to learn.
Then she was 16 years old,
She knew who she was,
All she got was love,
And all that was enough
Then she was 70 years old,
Happily in love,
She had a dove,
Who took her above.
Two *stars* orbiting a common center
There are stars in our midst
That we don’t always see.
Let’s illumine a tryst.
He and he become “we”.
There are trees, primitive.
Evergreen, from way back.
Two stars link, form a dream
Maintained long, as a pact.
There are joys. Sorrows, too,
As a lifetime unfolds.
Love will grow, ever new,
Family, richer than gold.
There is care, evident
When the time is well-measured.
Human kindness is spent
Sowing love where it’s treasured.
There are smiles in our midst
That we don’t always see.
So we seal, with a kiss,
When this love comes to be.
...likes us, too...
She sat on the balcony of
her 3rd floor walkup
Arms and legs hanging through
bars of the railing
Coffee beside her as she
thought of the night before
thoughts that she
shouldnt be having...
but she did...
These were not thoughts
of the boy she went with
thoughts she felt
she shouldn’t be having...
but she did...
She went to the kitchen
for the wicked punch
and she saw her
her whom she saw before
And she thought...
Where did she see
this pretty girl before
this girl who made her
heart race...but it couldnt be
And she thought...
Maybe it was a one
time thing, this funny
feeling in her
stomach...
But she wasn’t sure
She never felt like
this was what it
was supposed to
be like...
And then...
As she reached for
the wicked, wicked punch
a hand caressed hers
and fingers touched
And lightening struck...
The girl, whom she
had saw before
whose fingers were
lingering on hers
Smiled and said “hi”...
She smiled back
and returned the
greeting...
departing...
Only to find her...
Amongst the guests...
Later in the night
making small talk
as two do
when they first
find each other...
And now, the following
day...questiong herself
was this just a flirty thing
or was it more...
And her heart jumped...
As her phone rang
and her chest filled
with excitement
as one does...
When the phone rings...
From that someone new...
From that someone we hope...
Will like us, too...
