RealPoeticJustice

I am a homo...as if you didn't know so! Everything about me is gay! My room is gay, shot glasses, plates, forks, knives...you name it! Almost all of my t-shirts have something about being gay on them...I have rainbow J's and forces, converse and hats...I'm just an all around homo. BUT THAT'S IT! I use to be so caught up on being classified as a stud, soft stud, stem, tomboy...ect...ect...(we all know THAT list) that I failed to realize we're all women (well...I mean I always knew we were all women...you get what I'm tryin to say)...UNTIL I MET MY MENTORS...@FreeFemFabulous (yes follow them on twitter) ! #ForgetTheLabels.....#JustBeFabulous! At first I was hesitant to jump on board with this movement...because of the way that I dress and act. I had this image of myself that I was trying to portray to the world of being this hard ass stud...not butch...just a stud with swag I guess...but in doing that I had to leave out a lot of the aspects that make me me. I write poetry, I sing and write music, and my romantic side isn't bad either...but because I was so against being a "soft stud" or "tomboy" I never let that part of me be known. Well now...thanks to them I'm just LESBIAN! (not A LESBIAN...BUT LESBIAN...TRUST ME, IT'S A DIFFERENCE) I don't need any other label to suffice. This movement has been a LONG TIME COMING...and I'm so glad it's finally here! I'm not a stud, or a stem, or a tomboy...labels only restrict things that shouldn't be. I'm simply...me...an African American Lesbian!

Love is often a misconception...borderline deception...with unclear reception...but my love seems to be the ONE exception. My love is deeper than the deepest of the deep and my heart's slant steeper than the steepest of the steep. I don't even question if you'll catch me when I leap because actions speak louder than words when talk is cheap. My love is real. My soul you'll feel. Broken hearts I heal...new ones I steal. Your heart longs to be caressed, like when my lips brush briskly against your breasts. Or when my tongue moves slowly across ya lips...or when my hands grip firmly around your hips. My love longs to know you inside and out. Anything and everything you seem to be about. It only wants this so there won't be any doubt...that this journey it embarks on is on the right route. My love is R.E.A.L....Ready Even After Lost...I guarantee my next won't have to pay my last's cost. But my future has to understand the D.E.A.L....Don't Expect Anything Less....than what your heart knows is my absolute best! I would tell you that I would move mountains for you...but I'm not that strong. And if I could really rearrange the alphabet to put "U" and "I" side by side I would...but I can't do that either.  What I CAN do....what I WILL do...is never make a promise because they're meant to be broken, give you my word I'll leave hateful thoughts unspoken, try my hardest to be everything you need, your heart's thirst I'll quench...soul's hunger I'll feed. All I ask in return is trust, honesty and EARgasms for days, you know that intellectual type...sometimes sexual like conversational phase.  Love is often a misconception...borderline deception...with unclear reception...but my love for you will ALWAYS be an exception. L.O.V.E....Learning Ones Valued Existence...knowing yourself, your journey, and understanding your distance. Love starts within, if you don't love yourself "true love" can never begin. I love myself, every fault and flaw, now I'm ready to love you no hesitation or withdraw. My love is ready for you. Just know this for yourself. I give you my word you'll need nothing else. My soul wants to hold you in its arms every night, in this place of surreal tranquility, never any reason to argue or fight because my soul's your heart's humility. My love will NEVER make you cry a sorrow's tear, you can live your life with no fear because you know I'll ALWAYS be here. Love is often a misconception...borderline deception...with unclear reception...but OUR love for each other remains the one exception.