Tag: #LosAngeles

• A moment

  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…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 25, 2019

  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

• If Only

  I close my eyes to the day, dreams are better than my real life. If I could express in words the things in my head I would but they remain unspoken. I holding onto so much you’ve never seen, what do I know of anything but the pain that comes from the struggles of life.…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 18, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #depression, #drama, #Dreams, #emotions, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #past, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry

• Where We Once Walked…

  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…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 18, 2019

  Fiction, writing

  #depression, #drama, #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, Fiction

• Days Gone

  I watched the days, so many days gone, drifting like a leaf on a stream towards a river to never be seen again.   Please consider the Following: https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 http://patreon.com/jason29171 Podcast: https://anchor.fm/f-jason-whitaker https://www.fjasonphoto.com/ https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 18, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #past, #poem, #SC, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry

• Strangers

  Days looking back to a time long forgotten. Do you remember me? It was so long ago that we met, though we only knew each other for such a short time. Hello, stranger from my past, I hope that you are doing well.   Please consider the Following: https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 http://patreon.com/jason29171 Podcast: https://anchor.fm/f-jason-whitaker https://www.fjasonphoto.com/ https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 17, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #emotions, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #past, #poem, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry

• Again

  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…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 7, 2019

  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

• 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.…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 7, 2019

  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, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• Everything

  Rain on my roof, nothing to do but think of you but there’s no you to think about. I look at myself, I thought I knew who I was those years ago but now I see that I never knew everything.   Please consider the Following: https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 http://patreon.com/jason29171 Podcast: https://anchor.fm/f-jason-whitaker http://filmmakerjasonwhit.wixsite.com/photo

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 7, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #boyfriend, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #lover, #past, #poem, #words, #writer, poetry

• A moment

  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…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 6, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #boyfriend, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #memory, #past, #poem, #sex, #writer, poetry

• Remember

  Sky is full of stars, memories fill me as I long to be somewhere other than here. I’m in my room, though in my mind I’m thousands of miles somewhere else. Images fill my head, my heart quickens its pace. I think of them, their names long since gone from my memory. If I could…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 4, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #SC, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• You

  I was so eager, the conversation we had now only a blur of random words. I wanted you, in the living room. You told me to take it slow but I needed your everything. Alone we were in my apartment, I was nervous as I tasted you for the first time you were uncircumcised. You…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 30, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #emotions, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #memory, #oral, #past, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

• Those Darkest of Hours

  In the dark hours, times of low and sorrow I hear his voice shattering my silence. I want to kill his memories, forget the time I spent captive. I’ve been broken, those words spoken are still roaming my head like smoke filling a room of memory. You watched me in the shower, you watched me…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 28, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #abuse, #captive, #depression, #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #hate, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #sex, #words, #writer, poetry

• Hello Stranger

  Hello Stranger, insert your name here. Not that I hate you or love you but what we had was just a moment. I remember those times but I don’t remember all of you. You pointed down and told me you wanted it after saying you were not about it. You took my hand, such a…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 28, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #emotions, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #SC, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #words, #writer, poetry

• Seeking After

  I take the Red, watching people sometimes, wasting time as above me now people live their lives. The sound of an approaching train, The sounds of people all around, we rush as the doors part, as strangers on a train we leave here for somewhere. We’re all going somewhere, different places, we’re searching for something.…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 24, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #bus, #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #identity, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #metro, #music, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #subway, poetry