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leon

i remember the first time we met

you pulled me out of the

closet i had been hiding in

forced me out into the light

and i wanted to you to

keep on saying my name

just keep looking at me

making me feel beautiful

 

i remember the first time we kissed

my room was a mess

but we stood in a clear spot on the

salt and pepper carpet that i always hated

and when you said i could kiss you

fireworks went off in my head

and when you made my bottom lip bleed

it felt like i had

died and gone to heaven

i loved you so much

 

i remember the last time

that we went trick or treating

wearing a costume that made this

old lady that asked way too

many questions think i was a boy

and we stopped in the middle of

the street

 

standing so close in the semi-dark

the kiss was not chaste

our mouths crashed together

like waves against the sandy shore

 

and i dropped my pillowcase of candy

to hold you with both hands

 

and when we broke apart

i wiped your sweet spit off my chin

and stuck my fingers in my mouth

tasting you amidst the candy bars