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A moment

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 25, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #boyfriend, #cock, #Dreams, #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry

I was thinking so often,

in that moment

that lasted a only minutes,

that I could take you home

but I was too shy to even

go up to you in person.

I watched hoping

that you’d come over

and things would happen

like an emotion.

I imagine you as my boyfriend

though I don’t know your name.

I imagine us together

though it will never be that way.

I dream of you

if only in that moment.

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Where We Once Walked…

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 18, 2019 · Fiction, writing · #depression, #drama, #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, Fiction

The bus moves slowly through the town that I once called home. I’ve been sleeping since I left the place I was but now here I am uncertain of what’s next. I could say that moving back here was a part of a greater plan but when have I ever planned anything?

The trees where I once ran between remain. The park still as green as when I was here once so many years ago.

I remember that last night spent here with him. We were in love but my life called me away.

The bus stops and for a moment I consider remaining on the bus. I could go to another town. I could live the rest of my life without returning here…

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Awake and Hopeful

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 11, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #Alone, #boyfriend, #cock, #depression, #Dreams, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #past, #poem, #purpose, #sex, #story, #writer, poetry

I woke from a dream

not knowing if it was real,

open my eyes to realise

I was dreaming the entire time.

I could say I regret

but life happened

and all you have are memories.

I have a telephone

but no one ever calls me,

I’m alone on this journey of life

and I’m looking for someone to show me

the direction to the the nearest exit.

I wake to a cold bed,

I’m stiff and freezing cold.

I’m alone in my bed

with dreams lingering,

do you remember me

because I was different then?

Now I am woke

ready to smash,

patiently waiting

but always a hopeless romantic

I eagerly wait for the next dream

and as soon as my head reaches the pillow

I’ll be far from here

in a fantasy.

Are you there

reading what I have to say?

I wish we could have been

more than friends

but now it’s not the same

and I am trying to be someone better

than I was those many years ago.

One last thing before I go:

I’m awake and hopeful.

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Memories

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 8, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #Alone, #boyfriend, #depression, #Dreams, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #memory, #music, #past, #poem, #purpose, #words, #writer, poetry

If you can hear me,

when I say I need you,

will you remember me

when I’m no longer with you?

Someday my memories,

all of my days and nights,

will be forgotten

like so many before me.

I wonder if I’m wasting

these precious hours

seeking something

I shall never find.

I wonder if there’s more

to life than history.

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Again

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 7, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #Alone, #boyfriend, #cock, #depression, #dick, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

Last words for another day,

will I be so bold

and say what’s on my mind?

I’m gay if you don’t already know.

I suck cock and guys suck mine as well.

I’ve had sex as if you could tell by looking at me.

Am I ashamed of these things?

No, I’m not and I will do it again.

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I dream of Love

I dream of days that will never be,

I dream of people I’ll never know.

Sometimes I say words no one will ever hear,

sometimes I think: why am I here?

It’s not easy to explain,

the many things

that I am.

I can be sweet

and I can be not so nice at times.

I have these moments I feel so alone,

I want you to know that the pain you may feel

I have felt that pain as well.

I wake up not aware of what to think of the new day,

I awake hopeful that I won’t make too many mistakes.

I’m too honest at times

and I lie too often

nothing is real anymore.

I like things you may hate.

I think too much

and I do too little

so my life feels incomplete.

I’m sometimes horny,

it’s a part of the lonely.

If you know what I mean

you must be breathing.

I want to be with someone,

use my dick once again.

Is that too honest

or is that vulgar?

If I tell you I want dick again

where would we begin

to say what is hidden within?

I know secrets that I won’t share here.

Where was I?

I want it but I may never have it again.

I also want love but what is love?

How do I know it’s real

when I’ve never really had it?

Who am I?

I am many things to many different people.

I am not always the same.

What I say tonight

may not be what I say tomorrow.

I dream while awake.

I dream of him

but there’s no him in real life.

We kiss and I want to remain kissing forever.

We share our lives

but I have no life to give.

We are physical but you’re not.

What I want is more than a dick,

that’s not mine,

but I don’t have that yet.

I dream while awake of a love not yet had.

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Anymore

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 6, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #boyfriend, #cock, #dick, #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #oral, #poem, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

It’s late in the evening,

I’m thinking of leaving,

but there’s nothing for me

out there beyond the dreams.

I like to be more than imaginary,

these feelings so real

I’m about to be real.

Have you seen my anatomy?

What words would you say

to describe the parts of my anatomy?

I’ve been given compliments,

nice dick and balls,

but here I’m alone.

I am no longer ashamed

of what’s down below

I can show you if you want,

you can play with it if you like

I’m over being down about myself.

In my honesty I might be graphic

but why not be honest with ourselves

and talk about how we feel.

I like sex but that’s not all there’s to me.

It’s late in the evening

and things are getting strange,

hiding what I mean

between the lines.

I want to share the times I’ve had

that still remain fresh in my memory.

I want to live it again

though it cannot be again.

Before I was so low,

hated everything about myself,

and those times I was wanted and desired for my dick

it made me feel somewhat better about myself.

If you think you know me you don’t,

I am many layers,

and not all of my layers are revealed

to everyone.

This is complicated,

like me,

but there’s a point to all of this:

I have a dick and I’m not ashamed of it anymore.

I was told so many other things

that made me doubt everything,

but now here I am.

If you have anything bad to say

about me or what I say

then I have something for you.

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Wait and See

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 6, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #boyfriend, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #lover, #oral, #poem, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

I’m patiently waiting,

I have what you want,

ask and you will find

what I’ll show you.

Let’s not play,

I have a nice one

so let’s see what we can do with it.

We have options,

no reason to stop,

on your lips I can feel

that this is real.

Do we need a break?

I can take you anywhere,

I can be where you need me.

Is this real or make believe?

I have a nice one

so I’ll do what I can

to use it when I can,

no apologies for my honesty.

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A moment

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 6, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #boyfriend, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #memory, #past, #poem, #sex, #writer, poetry

Tonight I dream,

maybe of wonderful things,

to wake in the morning

forgetting everything.

I could live a moment again,

my lips against your skin,

I almost taste you again.

One night so long ago,

in a room I knew it all

but little did I know

I’d look back upon those moments

these year from then.

I was so eager,

you wanted to take it slow,

we kissed and then I kissed you below.

I have forgotten your name,

I wish I knew it now I’d find you somehow,

but I do recall laying on top of you.

As the end of our time together,

I did not want you to leave

but you had your own life

and we were not meant to be.

I wonder if I could have said or done something differently

to make it more

than a one night stand

but that was so long ago

and here I am wanting you again.

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Absent

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 5, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #lover, #memory, #oral, #poem, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

It’s me again

trying to be me since when,

not ashamed to admit my needs when

I write about my lack of sex in my life.

Memories are fine

but being on my own

these memories only remind me

of the absence in my life.

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Someday

jasonwhitaker29171 · June 5, 2019 · writing, poetry, writing · #Alone, #boyfriend, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #lover, #oral, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

With fading dreams I awake,

wondering if today will be different

from the many before this one.

I dream of a stranger,

someone unknown to me now

but someday we won’t be strangers anymore.

Hello,

I’ve been thinking of you often,

wondering what those future days

would be like when my solitude would end.

I could smell your skin,

a scent I would know so well,

place my lips against your skin

just below your ears.

I could feel you pressing against me,

feel you in me.

We could begin with whispers,

love lines said between us.

We would kiss

and hold each other closer than before.

I would find you ready,

I could kiss it

and know that you’re eagerly waiting

to fill me your love.

Now back to this moment,

alone wondering if we’ll ever be

because it’s hard when I imagine

what it will be like to have you in my arms

and know that you love me.

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