Verbal Expressions by
                Moi
Here you can check out my poetry. It's just two poems right now, but I will add as I go along, so remember to check back in from time to time.
So what if I am
By Virginia D. Hansen
So what if I am,
What is it to you?
God has already condemned me,
Are you equal to God? No, I didn't think so.
What makes you such a good person that you can judge and not be judged yourself?
There must be some kind of sin that you've commited,
Moral, Social, Political, Religious.
What gives you the right to point and screem "Queer!"?
I'm happy living the life I live.
I have no hate for anyone.
You must be unhappy, cause other wise you wouldn't pick on the minority in today's society.
Yes, the minority, that's us.
Do you know what it's like to be the minority?
People walking behind you, pointing at you like your some kind of walking disease.
It's nothing grand, I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, not even you.
See, I have nothing against the way you life your life.
Why can't you do the same for me?
I'm out and proud, so let me be.
So what if I am,
What is it to you?
My Sweet Lady
By Virginia D. Hansen
My sweet lady let me lay you down,
Let you let me go to town.
Fulfil your wildest fantasy,
Show you the highest point of Ecstasy.
Cover your body in kisses so sweet,
My making love to you will be the greatest treat.

As my hands run over every crevasse of your body,
Touching, caressing, teasing in the most sentual way
I concentrate on what you want me to do and things you wan me to say.
You are my Lady, my Lover, my Queen,
I want to bring you to the point of climax until you screem.
Lust and love melt into one,
Brace yourself--I've just begun.

Now spread your legs and show me the beauty that is you,
And let me do the things I do.
My hot tongue ventures into your wet abyss,
As I cover your love mound with kiss after kiss.
Your body starts to move showing me I'm doing something right,
As I lick and suck you out all through the night.
You caress my head and begin to scratch my back,
So I pull you closer and go in for the final attack.
You start to contract over and over again,
You reach your highest climax and scream out my name.

I slow it down and give you time to recover,
As you enjoy your glow and tell me I'm your best lover.
I move up and lay myself beside you--holding you thight,
As I guard and protect you with my love for the rest of the night.
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