King Princess is my gender

My eyes turned into stars When I showed the moon my scars And she didn’t judge me For one beat I thought the thought of being free That no one could ever condemn my fragile being by my appearance My peace freed of interference My mirror would show a Starry night I could end this neverending endless fight And my gender would matter no more I could love without being a whore I’d be the universes jubilant „I’m queer, right here!“ I’d chant

This feels like gay twitter and I love everything about it

I wonder what I am to thee Your beauty will grand my heart for free Falling asleep, thinking of those nights Wishing you didn’t leave marks of bites On my heart they are engraved In my head the memories paved My attatchment I cannot grant Though attractions a human demand Your pretty curves slip through my mind Though your words are so so kind Tell me again how much you desire To lay me down in an act of fire I don’t want you to be mine But what’s not on our side is time A summer away To a different place you’ll sway But perhaps our paths again might cross For now I’ll be mourning future loss

My muse you want be So I’ll make all my art for thee Your command, my wish it is A summer of joyful bliss Soon you’ll be moving on But my heart can’t come along But perhaps my poems will Caressing your with memories of thrill