Touch, Taste, Smell, Hear, See Touch I can still feel Your skin beneath My fingertips. The way you would Shudder and move. Taste The flavor of Your kiss lingers Still on my tongue, Cigars and sweets. I’m addicted. Smell My face buried Against your neck As I inhale Warmth, subtle musk, A scent just yours. Hear I can still hear You moan softly. Whispers and sighs Crossing your lips Erotically. See The look you had When I touched you, Losing control, Is forever Burned in my mind.

Touch, Taste, Smell, Hear, See

Touch

I can still feel
Your skin beneath
My fingertips.
The way you would
Shudder and move.

Taste

The flavor of
Your kiss lingers
Still on my tongue,
Cigars and sweets.
I’m addicted.

Smell

My face buried
Against your neck
As I inhale
Warmth, subtle musk,
A scent just yours.

Hear

I can still hear
You moan softly.
Whispers and sighs
Crossing your lips
Erotically.

See

The look you had
When I touched you,
Losing control,
Is forever
Burned in my mind.

dearcispeople:

Just because I’m a trans guy, does not mean I ever have, or ever will like girls. Sincerely, a gay ftm, yeah, we exist.

I wish I could yell this sometimes.
I want to follow more trans, queer, or poly people on here. thenameisnotpickles: if you reblog this i’ll know you’re in one of those categories and I’ll follow you. Thanks! I’m an aspiring poet who likes to rant about the stupid things people assume when they see me.

I want to follow more trans, queer, or poly people on here.

thenameisnotpickles:

if you reblog this i’ll know you’re in one of those categories and I’ll follow you.

Thanks!

I’m an aspiring poet who likes to rant about the stupid things people assume when they see me.

Too funny!
Am I Am I foolish for wanting you? ‘Cause you don’t see me as a man. You insist on calling me ‘she’ And refusing to use my name. Am I crazy for letting this Go down the path that it’s taken? For letting you touch me, kiss me, Sleeping with me like a woman? All I can think about is you, And the hours we spent together. I want you in my bed again. Am I simply just desperate?

Am I

Am I foolish for wanting you?
‘Cause you don’t see me as a man.
You insist on calling me ‘she’
And refusing to use my name.

Am I crazy for letting this
Go down the path that it’s taken?
For letting you touch me, kiss me,
Sleeping with me like a woman?

All I can think about is you,
And the hours we spent together.
I want you in my bed again.
Am I simply just desperate?

Her He likes her, that girl I pretended to be. He wants her, that girl I cannot be again. He can’t see me as a man because of her. He tells me that I should become her for him. He thinks that this is just a passing fancy. He doesn’t understand that being her is death. If he truly cares for me, he would want ME. If he really likes me, I would be enough. But he can’t seem to grasp that she isn’t real. It’d be easier if I didn’t like him. It’d be better if I didn’t want him too What am I to do? How do I handle this?

Her

He likes her, that girl I pretended to be.
He wants her, that girl I cannot be again.
He can’t see me as a man because of her.

He tells me that I should become her for him.
He thinks that this is just a passing fancy.
He doesn’t understand that being her is death.

If he truly cares for me, he would want ME.
If he really likes me, I would be enough.
But he can’t seem to grasp that she isn’t real.

It’d be easier if I didn’t like him.
It’d be better if I didn’t want him too
What am I to do? How do I handle this?

boyskisslove:

Today is the International Day Against Homophobia And Transphobia. There are still 77 countries where homosexuality is forbidden. But I think that already a lot of things changed in the past and we get more and more equal. Don’t let the haters win, love is love and we are all the same.
Reblog this if you support LGBT rights. :)
BOYSKISSLOVE. Your place to be!
I Am… I am… A freak, an abomination. People Like me can’t actually exist. Keep my Alternative lifestyle hidden. Protect The innocence of your children. I am… Damned to hell to burn forever. I lost My salvation when I came out. It’s not Acceptable by the Bible. You pray I see the light and repent. I am… Corrupting the sanctity of marriage; The true Meaning of family destroyed. The church Is even starting to accept. You can Save nothing from our influence. I am… A friend, a sibling, a child. I am… Nothing like you make me to be. I am… You.

I Am…

I am…
A freak, an abomination.
People
Like me can’t actually exist.
Keep my
Alternative lifestyle hidden.
Protect
The innocence of your children.

I am…
Damned to hell to burn forever.
I lost
My salvation when I came out.
It’s not
Acceptable by the Bible.
You pray
I see the light and repent.

I am…
Corrupting the sanctity of marriage;
The true
Meaning of family destroyed.
The church
Is even starting to accept.
You can
Save nothing from our influence.

I am…
A friend, a sibling, a child.

I am…
Nothing like you make me to be.

I am…

You.

Binder suggestions? Does anyone have any suggestions as to the type of chest binder I can wear to a job that requires a lot of physical activity? I have some binders but with my job they aren’t doing THEIR job.

Binder suggestions?

Does anyone have any suggestions as to the type of chest binder I can wear to a job that requires a lot of physical activity? I have some binders but with my job they aren’t doing THEIR job.

Stolen Crisp, cold, clean, the darkness of winter. In the silence you hear snowflakes fall. Stand still, dare not breathe, don’t make a sound. In this moment you’re on holy ground. All seems peaceful in this frozen world. You’ve no right to this stolen moment, The calm between the storms in your life, So you treasure this time all the more.

Stolen

Crisp, cold, clean, the darkness of winter.
In the silence you hear snowflakes fall.
Stand still, dare not breathe, don’t make a sound.
In this moment you’re on holy ground.

All seems peaceful in this frozen world.
You’ve no right to this stolen moment,
The calm between the storms in your life,
So you treasure this time all the more.