Once upon a time in a land far away,

No one was bullied because they are gay.

One day a teen boy wandered into that land,

He looked around and said, “Oh this is grand!”

The natives of the land looked oddly at the teen,

They asked, “Why are you shocked? What do you mean?”

“In my home, they don’t think that gay is right,

They’d rather we kept our love out of sight.”

“That thinking is so sad, all are welcome here,

Whether you are gay, straight, or queer.”

The boy smiled sadly then said with a grin,

“If they don’t change their ways, will you let me in?”

The cutest boy from that faraway place

Smiled so broadly he nearly cracked his face.

“If those fools don’t let you live your life true,

Don’t let them make your pretty face blue.

Come right back here and quickly you’ll see

That I want you and me to become we.”

The boy blushed and then hugged his new friend.

“I’ll be back for you, this is not the end.”

They had to part, but they both knew they’d miss

The taste on their lips of their sweet goodbye kiss.

The blue-haired boy sat alone and cried.

Why do they hate him, do they wish he did?

The empty aching is always a part

Of the loneliness in his heart.

Is it monotonous isolation?

Or just self-imposed seclusion?

A quiet longing for just one friend.

Screaming in silence, is this the end?

But then on his shoulder, he felt a hand.

And he looked up into a smile so grand.

The other boy sat down right by his side.

The boy asked him why it was that he cried.

“The other kids make fun of me all day,

Because of my blue hair and that I’m gay.”

The new boy grinned and gave a sly wink.

“You really shouldn’t care what they all think.”

He reached out and took the blue-haired boy’s hand.

“Follow me,” he said as he started to stand.

“I know you are right and I should not care,

But what if they continue to stare?

If you walk with me, then they’ll hate you, too.

Are you sure that is what you want to do?”

“I just don’t care what they think about me.

Once you think like that then you will be free.

Now, let us go stick our toes in the sand.

You’ll be the happiest boy in all the land.”

“Wait, did you just ask me out on a date?”

“Yes. If you’ll go it will be great.”

The blue-haired boy grinned and said he’d go,

And still hand in hand they walked away slow.

Could this boy’s loneliness be in the past?

Hope filled his eyes, and his heart beat fast.

The two boys raced toward the sea.

Their two hearts bursting with glee.

The alluring stare of his deep blue eyes.

The sway of his hips tempt and tantalize.

In one second flat, you are lost in lust.

You covet his touch, time alone a must.

This irresistible man draws you in.

His enticing smile is almost a sin.

Is this a seduction or something more?

You sway together as clothes hit the floor.

Naked bodies combine in lust-filled heat.

This will be a night you want to repeat.

As the morning sun rises in the sky,

You walk him to the door with a kiss goodbye.

Thoughts of you filled his mind,

As his stressful day unwinds.

A text or two and you’re there,

Running your fingers through his hair.

A word of love, a gentle kiss,

You turn his stress into bliss.

Hand in hand, you stroll the beach,

Never stopping until you reach,

The favorite spot for you two,

A quiet place for him and you.

You lay your head against his chest,

Glad you’re away from all the rest.

You wait to see what tonight may bring,

A quiet talk or other things.

Sometimes I think I’ve lived too long,

Everything right has gone so wrong.

There should be a way to restart,

My tired, aching, broken heart.

Then his smile turned my head,

Maybe my heart is not dead.

He says “hi,” my knees go weak.

This could be the thing I seek.

His touch lights my skin on fire,

Our eyes filled with hot desire.

Maybe things have not gone wrong,

And I have not lived too long.