the email I decided to send to the man in charge of the case against gay marriage on the Same Sex Marriage bill being debated in Scottish Parliament. thought it was pretty charming considering I am now a staunch atheist.
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(I do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
perhaps the people you hold closest aren’t all that close at all.
next year :)
I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, then all at once.
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh … And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you so quite new
i never wanted to write this post, i guess i was in denial about how ignorant some people can be. but since entering my first real relationship with a girl and being totally open and honest with everyone about it, i’ve had to face some trying conversations. here are only a few;
"oh i had no idea you liked girls!" - umm, then clearly i don’t feel comfortable enough/close enough to you to have that discussion. and also, my sexuality is a tiny little piece of who i am, so i’m hardly going to be all, oh hi i’m frankie, i like boys and girls, nice to meet you. but i’ll make sure you get the memo next time.
"you don’t look like you like girls." - i’ll make a sign, next time.
"oh you kept that quiet, why didn’t you tell me?" - because you’re not my friend. harsh, but true.
"so like, top or bottom?" - so like, as if i’m going to discuss it with you.
"scissoring?" - so you’re a virgin?
"i mean, sometimes you can have a better relationship with a woman." - tell me more, 40 year old straight woman.
"so does that mean you’re gay now?" - no, i’m still bisexual. i don’t need to sleep with both genders to justify it.
"won’t you miss guys though?" - like a hole in the head. seriously though, i’m super monogamous so this isn’t an issue :)
the one thing that gets me most of all though are the chinese whispers.
"so me and X were talking about you the other day, we’re all just so surprised!" - i’m just astounded that my relationship and sexuality seem to be so interesting to you, you must be really bored.
i am a super private person and i’ve received this unwanted attention that i will be glad to see the back of. i only deal with it because she’s worth every ignorant comment, every obnoxious asshole, every gossip monger out there and then some. now, you can all get back to your mundane lives and let me get back to mines.