Ocean like love.

Ocean like love.

A Poem by johnnyqueer

It's been a while since these feelings invaded,
I've pushed myself so deep into bitterness.
My emotions are full from feeding on the past.
I have to allow myself release so I can grow again,
Fear needs to evaporate into fresh thinking.

Perhaps I'll allow my walls to crumble, and
Open my arms to someone who can take me.
My bed is more than big enough for two,
Yet each day I stretch and wake in solitude.
I'd love to wake up embraced in adoration.

I'd love to be wrapped up tight in bliss,
Perhaps the future can give me that much.
I can think of nothing more beautiful than
Pure understanding between two living beings,
I am but a book awaiting your attention.

I've spent an entire life being swapped and
Shelved by undeserving men obsessed with lust.
I was splashing in puddles dreaming of the ocean,
Someone deep enough for me to store my dreams.
The surface seems to always be the same.

I want to dive in deep and find happiness,
Surface to breathe then descend again...
I need a mysterious vessel full of stories,
A person who understands life like myself.
I need to find love, in it's true form.







© 2012 johnnyqueer


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Good Luck JQ, love your writing man, not a partner but one who listens with a razor/write a book, 100 pages, gut it out

Posted 11 Years Ago


This was a great write. I enjoyed the emotions within it. People do need someone to love them for them. It's okay for you to open up to someone you love and who will truly understand you. Lust is never a good thing. But someone that does get you will come to you one day. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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