Queer love songs b.steady singing :: “sometimes its hard to just love, without words to define”…”You don’t have to be my girlfriend, you don’t have to be my wife, maybe you can be my comrade, my team-mate for life…we could just be you and me, we could just be in love”
you should move on
your heart is playing musical statues
waiting for the song to come back on
but everyone has left the party
and even the sun has turned its back on you.
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
I see you blackchild
ebony skin and white teeth
resident of shadowlands
the carcass of Gulu town
morning has mothered no millet
afternoon no tea
howling belly full of gunfire
rumbling like raging sky
arms are meant for embracing
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
I see you blackhild
camouflage and swagger
patrolling Harlseden pavements
playground of rebels with no cause
dawn rises on broken bottles
dusk on spliffs and rock
howling belly full of gunfire
yearning for a new high
arms are meant for embracing
minds to cultivate dreams of flight
— Jessica Horn, from Speaking in Tongues
:: My comment on Gun Appreciation Day in the USA ::
I must be honest with you
letting you kiss me is something new to me
I am not sure if you want this heart
you see
its bruised
like an old fruit
its been through some things
I have nothing to give
but stories
of the places I’ve been
the battles I’ve lost
and these wounds
that are helping me discover
how to love
The Lover’s Dictionary, David Levithan (via loveyourchaos)
*heart work is REAL work.* ❤
(via noldarling)