Boyfriend Gender Poems

My girlfriend has a girlfriend
as pigeons flee the roost
Pronouns crying God knows what
knots are coming loose

I was my girlfriend’s boyfriend
when lines unblurred defined
My love abeyant,...

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she could have been 
his sun
to light his path 
to far away 
meadows 
he could not stand 
her piercing 
brightness 
he settled 
for the moon...

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-Shannon isnt my real identity
-Shes only a mask
-That iv had on for 26 years
-She was never real
-Not to me anyways
-She had my personality
-But she didnt...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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From his hands white, hang blood
diamonds and fur, keys to boardrooms
and shoes shined for climbing
ladders, a cushion upon which to sit
at the table. The eyes...

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Hammer my purpose;
go on do it. 
Tell me why I’m here,
I dare you. 
Oh, you don’t have any nails?
Well here, take mine. 
Oh, mine aren’t...

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Look like a guy but I think like a girl
So ladylike, it makes people hurl
Easy to be sleazy when they've got filthy minds
We stick to...

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The woman tried, they ran and kicked,
That national soccer team,
But up against fifteen years old
The lost, and  so did a dream,
That thought could change...

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I was born a
Sinner
It does not mean
I have to stay  a
Sinner

Stop making excuses...

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He has found himself much happier
In a life which no longer dictates
That he must be “himself”.  She would rather
Go by a more feminine name,...

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The rent boys, too tired now from their 
work with old men in the night, lol lazily
on their bicycles, scratching their 
pale whiskers; 

but whiskers...

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By Laura Dee
October 24, 2014

When I was 5 I used to fantasize
About the girl I was inside
But I pushed it under a disguise
Tangled up in...

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DREAMWORLD FIGURINES – THE CURATOR

Such pleasant musing echoes out.
She sits and creates her waxed dolls.
Dreamlike are images sculptured.
In her tiny waxed doll shop,
Her mind configures...

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See my hands bound
so tight
Securely hidden
Behind my back
So I just sit here
and fight

You don't know how
it is to be gay
In an society
Where you have to
hide
Your...

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There you go
Making me fear the person I am
Trying to put me down
My bond to you is stronger than I thought
I love and hate you
Not...

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