♡ LGBTQ+ POEM CHALLENGE ENTRY ♡

#LGBTQPOEM

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See me for who I am.

You

A vessel of red rivers that suspend a beating catalyst for emotion

Its fickle,one sun to moon you feel as deeply as the unexplored universe

The other sunrise to dark nights,you feel empty

But yet every stride you take is filled with pride

Some may not understand the way you love

You are worth it and more than enough

You know this brown elastic wrapped vessel best

When I see you I see a black cotton candy crown,

Placed atop a caramel sheen that embraces this vessel

I see broken..missing..lost? keys in a piano ever shut,that sings to an audience of one

So afraid of her own self criticism she fails to sing sweet songs to herself as her rainbow tears fall

This person hears her frequencies,even when she too frequently slits then sows her sore throat shut

She is scared to open her heart but yet longs to be loved

Next I see green vines treading so softly on two dormant waterfalls of life

They spread out and breathe life into these ten shrines of ion

Once excruciatingly violent,now gentle and timid

I see a small black stone that keeps all of our components together

It rests, (habitually disturbed by my fingers) on a bed where good food, and with them happy feelings, go deam of a world filled with love and equality

Boy, girl, lesbian, bisexual, gay

Queer, gender fluid

She, her

He, him

They, Them

Now forever exposed,ironically hiding ourselves in crop tops

Two long columns that treble at times help this vessel walk

They must be so tired from carrying my heavy heart and sore eyes

We still dance though..too bad we're afraid of our own melodies

Overall I see 2 girls

The captain of this ship,and a little girl longing to steer oneday

Trapped in the cockpit..for her safety

Vile society met her once and bruised her

We collected her tears and drink them to stop the bile from rising,on those nights

She's protected but present

She shines through when we sing and manipulate guitar strings

She's present in these very pages

She ages In the philosophical questions that poke at her curiosity

Present but protected,present but protected,present but protected

Lost but loved

You, Michelle