a poem

[Jocaflo]

I am not sure this is the right place to post this, anyway. I wrote some homo-erotic poetry in the past, mainly in Portuguese. This is one of the few poems I wrote in English for an online lover. I hope it makes sense for those who will bother to read it.


For Ken

If life is so unfair
to never allow me to meet you in person
there will always be in my heart
- alas in my whole being -
an unredeemable fire for you


A longing, in other words,
at times mild like a dream
or maybe itchy like an obsession
to witness your killer smile
to dig my starving lips into your pure muscle
to connect our swollen nipples together
- as if the other's was the missing part
in one's own body -
to rub our steely shafts together
rising to their peak
in tacit recognition of each other
in a puzzle of pleasure


No less inextricable than our unstoppable ecstasy
when we finally share moans and juices
vapour and water
eagerly
intently
like soldiers mixing their blood
for added courage
before the ultimate battle


Yet we tend to call this love
but it is rather like dancing than fighting
and though it is close to death
in its bafflement
and though it blinds us
like gazing at the full sun
it is all that life should be about
and all we should be grateful for

[Mdlftr]

Originally Posted by Jocaflo

I am not sure this is the right place to post this, anyway. I wrote some homo-erotic poetry in the past, mainly in Portuguese. This is one of the few poems I wrote in English for an online lover. I hope it makes sense for those who will bother to read it.


[Yet we tend to call this love
but it is rather like dancing than fighting
and though it is close to death
in its bafflement
and though it blinds us
like gazing at the full sun
it is all that life should be about
and all we should be grateful for

I really like this last stanza. I spoke to me of how it is for men to acknowledge affection, like close friendship. People can say "we are like brothers" but that is often not the feeling that is there. Very thought provoking. Thank you for sharing this!

Mdlftr

[suma]

And English is not you native language?
WOW that is beautiful.
Reminds me that truly gifted poets can produce great writing in any language they learn.

[Jocaflo]

Thank you, guys. Here's another one, kind of softer.


What do I want from a man?


I want him to look at me
and see me as a peer
and albeit different
not better not worse than him


I want him to find my extremities pleasing
my hands, my feet, and my smile
while being aware
that I am far from being perfect
both physically and psychologically


I want him to talk to me
and listen to me
and influence me rather than control me


I want him to touch me
all over my body
as if he were holding my soul
that he cannot see
but senses to be there

And lastly
I want him to be able
to connect with me in silence
even and especially after
our shared and heart-felt orgasm

For words
would sound in the same breath
like empty and heavy
at this point

When bodies lie together
and minds live in peace