Six strangers sipping Sangria
Sharing smiles
Suppressing sorrow
Handsome faces
Masking hidden hurt
Sanguine expressions
Aching for confession
…Suppression
Leading to depression
Pain shared is often
Pain lessened
Love is offered…
Unsure how to accept it
It’s rejected
…Don’t touch me!
Quest for normalcy
Thru what some define as intimacy
…Endless
Wishing to end this
Madness
Eternal sadness
Soul reads
Tales of lost innocence
Of a childhood tainted..
Vision of tomorrow
Painted
In an invisible hue
Only wishing to live life
Golden
Feeling so incomplete
If only they can retrieve
That which was stolen
Yes.. touch me…
Queens
Unaware of their royal bloodline
Sacrifice self worth
Seeking it.
In search of a heavenly kiss
Thru orgasmic bliss
Her
Him
Them
Mighty kings
Desperate for a crown
When no validation
For manhood was found
Saw many sisters to satisfy
Others
Looked down..
…Low
Manly bravado
Cries for help
In sweet falsetto
If only they could Let Go
Freedom
Sweet freedom
To live unburdened by life’s chains
Cleansed of the stains of sin
That remain after years
Of emotional build up
Pleading to be healed
True self
Revealed
Praying a God of light
Can see in the dark
And search the broken heart
Caress the twisted contours
Of an injured soul
Only thru union
With the Divine
Does one truly become …
Whole