Rainbow

All in black and white.
red and green, united
colours of the rainbow.
I went I saw, I have
seen. Girls as men..
men in drag..no fag.
Butch women, men in
arms holding tight
their lovely counter
parts. Pretty boys
young and old..dirty
boys with stories told.
Fair ground attraction
muffled noise, bright
lights, fast rides..
spiky hair with pierced
nose. Tall n short..
fat and thin, every
colour of this gay
world we live in.
Men in drag, feathers
in hair, nails painted
with such flair. Bright
lights 'Gay Village'
the time of my life,
I felt so privileged!
The sun shone then
the rain poured, we
had fun, we danced
all night, our feet
sore.. spirits high.
I fitted right in
I thought I would.
Flags to wave,
whistles did I blow.
All colours of the
rainbow, for who
ever we are, I am
proud. Do not judge
the eyes you see,
it might be me!

Sexy Saturday Poem - Raunch

She swung her Porsche into the parking lot.
The smoke flying off the wheels, the heat
of the day starting to penetrate my groin.
I watched from a far corner of this earth
as she flung the door wide and with such
elegance put one leg then the other out
side. Her legs went up into the gods..
I breathed a sigh, my hand reached
down to my pants, I squeezed tight
the sensations passing by. The sun
caught hold of the glass, I blinked
hard shutting my eyes for one last
chance to view my woman from a distance
safely without being found out. But she
had vanished form where I first viewed
only to feel a tap on my shoulder, I lost
my stand, staggered whilst turning round.
She took me in her hands, pushed me up
against the wall. My legs trembled
with much delight. 'How may I help
you?' she cried, with those gorgeous
big green eyes. Her mouth closed
in on mine, her breath smelt so
Divine. My nipples sprung to attention
I forgot to mention, my pussy was by
this time .... on fire! We stood
pinned by chance, my vulva twitched
as my labia danced. I opened my
mouth but no words did fall out.
My breasts small and neat, struggled
for some light relief.'Aha..'
she laughed. 'I have a young sweet
virgin my my grasp!' I blushed not
knowing what to do..... she lay her
hand so warm and inviting upon
my heart..'thump' 'thump' I thought
it would burst out of my chest. She
brought her hand down so quickly
yet with grace to rest upon my hand
whilst staring me straight into
my face. Our hands danced with
desire as the days heat built
the fire between my legs.. she fumbled
to open my zipper, my legs shaking..
I so wanted to kiss her. And then
it all happened, her finger thrust
deep into my pussie, already hot
and sticky. I moaned with delight
one stroke and I came..all over her
HAND!!

Time

Time is all we have.
How long is up to us.
We are born, we grow.
We live our lives
the way we think
we know how it
should be done.
We sleep, we
eat.. we have
fun. Love
is another
question
that some
times spirals
out of control.
Do we get that
right, are we
sure? Age is
but a number,
that's is what
I say, but for
others it never
gets beyond one
day when your
number is up,
so for now lets
hope and pray
that tomorrow
stays, we can
live some more
smile at the
angels and say
fuck off I'm
staying. Who
wants to die.
Not me, I'm
here for the
sunshine that
lights the way.
I have nothing
wrong or at
least that's
the song, filled
with a thousand
unsung words.
Words that fail
me from time
to time. I
am me, love
me or not.
I am past
caring, for
those who
once did can
go fuck off.
I love me,
that's all
that counts!