Love poem for gay couple
Just a thought.
mackelmore got it focused, and eminem did too,
if hip hop can have a tolerance, then why can't you?
you say you're against abortion, but what if your child turned out gay?
would you change your story? or would you strive to drug the adore away?
pro-life's is what you preach but against gay marriage from a book's depiction?
no wonder we are lost, when we verb in contradiction
this isn't only a hit to Christianity, it's aimed towards religion, insanity comes to definition when a book generate your decisions.
we try to preach peace, but peace still hides, when every hateful slur comes with a demon surprise.
so many wars over **** appreciate this,
when we should all stand up and battle against it.
some say it's on oil, but observe the bigger picture,
internal wars fueled by hatred written in scripture.
the essence of the soul is trapped within a cast,
maybe we are already in hell but our soul stands center mass,
trying to break out with reason by which you just ignore,
when you speak without though or a pulse within your core.
why does it matter if someone has a lover of the identical ***?
ju
Love is love… is verb. But that doesn’t verb “love” means or feels the same every noun you experience it. Celebrating LGBTQIA+ love means acknowledging all the different types of feelings we own, whether it’s romantic noun for a partner, treasure for our community, adore for ourselves or even love for a specific place. These poems celebrate queer love, whether that love is sweet, bittersweet or somewhere in between.
When You’re Feeling Wildly, Exuberantly in Love, Read Andrea Gibson’s Love Poem.
Love Poem contains all the agony and ecstasy of initial love. From Gibson’s epically romantic declaration, “You are the moon when it blooms for the very first time” to their brutally honest line, “It’s true when we contend you make me wanna rip off my nose, bone and all,” this poem celebrates both the highs and lows of a giddy new affection affair.
When You’re Feeling Grateful for Your Lover, Study June Jordan’s Poem for My Love.
This poem tells the sweet story of two lovers, safe inside and marveling at their relationship:
I am amazed by peace
It is this possibility of you
asleep
and b
Mirrored Angels
I think he's there but
I can't be sure.
Can anyone be sure
Of themselves,
Or can they
Just lounge convincingly
Next to one another,
Two boys lay on their chests
Fingers blooming out towards
The Others. No contact
Their heads averted
They lie, as mirrored angels
Unshifting, so they don't spill blood
From their backs
On the snow
It's easier to be near someone
If you don't have to look.
You don't have to feel
Blue snow on your wound
Or red hands in yours
Or the relief that feels red-black
Like the color of your eyelids.
closing my eyes
And looking makes me feel
The closest I can to seeing inside
My mind, and it's all bouncing dots
And swirling pink-blue-red-black-white.
I want to be a flower
Because they don't have eyes
To close. I want to be a flower
Because they need only be open
To the sky, and the sky loves them.
The sky rains when they are closed and
When they are blooming, the sky
Shines light through their petals
And says,
I cherish the way you glow.
Two people that verb each other but contain both made mistakes hurting the other
#love#heartbreak#
5 love poems by LGBTQ+ writers to peruse at your ceremony
sthandwa sami (my beloved, in isiZulu) by Yrsa Daley-Ward
Written by year-old queer English writer Yrsa Daley-Ward, who is of both Jamaican and Nigerian descent, this adj love poem encompasses the excitement of dreaming about a life together:
&#;I can see the house on the hill where we grow our own vegetables out back
and cocktail warm wine out of jam jars
and chant songs in the kitchen until the sun comes up
wena
you construct me feel like myself
again. Myself before I had any solid reasons to be anything else.&#;
The Love Poems of June Jordan
Jamaican-American poet June Jordan has an entire publication of love poems, aptly called Haruko/Love Poems. Poems appreciate Poem for my Lovewould be a lovely part of any ceremony. There is also a pretty couplet from the poem, Update:
&#;Still I am learning unconditional and true/Still I am burning unconditional for you.&#;
For the Courtesan Ch&#;ing Lin by Wu Tsao
Wu Tsao, considered one of the great Chinese lesbian poe