Complicated Gay Love

I'm not mad at you I'm mad about you The way you sashay into my arms How you fall for my charms How I lose my head sometimes But always you're on my mind On occasion I may forget a date Or not clearly communicate I get frustrated agitated Angry at myself I'm not mad at you I'm mad about you The way you gaze into my eyes How my heart pitter-patters In this moment You're all that matters I know I stutter sometimes To express what's on my mind Need to find another way Near you I become inarticulate I get frustrated aggravated Angry at myself I'm not mad at you I'm mad about you The way you sashay into my arms How you fall for my charms Sometimes I get frustrated irritated Angry at myself I'm not mad at you I'm mad about you.

My #1 Greatest Gay Movie Of All Time Cult Classic.  You won't find it online for free because it remains popular.  Luckily I have it on DVD & thumb drive. I bought it at Hollywood Video. Those were the days. You couldn't make this film in today's cancel culture.

Fingers Touch / Lips Kiss Elbows Bump / Hands Hold Eyes Aglow / A Sea of Blue Fingers and Lips / I Love You Fingers Touch Lips Kiss The Heart Whistles The Soul Dances Fingers and Lips  The Heart Whistles  The Same Tune Always  I Love You.

Love-making Risk-taking Heart-breaking Earth-shaking I'm Not Faking My Love C E E ___ C G G ___ E A A ___ B G G F A G G D C. I guess the next step would be to download a music app. Create the song. Get a real artist to record it  Watch the clicks come in. The rest is history. If it becomes a big hit, Blogger had it first. A gay romance blog. This blog! Complete Lyrics July 3 + Melody Sep 25 Lyrics written & posted July 3

C E E _______ C G G Love-making Risk-taking  E A A _________ B G G Heart-breaking Earth-shaking  D D F E E Passion & Romance F A G G I'm Not Faking  D F E Sex & Trust F A G G D C I'm Not Faking my Love C E G G C C G F F When my finger touches your forearm F A G G I'm Not Faking C E G G A G G F When my elbow bumps into yours F A G G I'm Not Faking C E G G A G F When I kiss you on your lips F A G G I'm Not Faking C E G G F G A When I hold you by your hips F A G G D C I'm Not Faking my Love C E E ___ C G G ___ E A A ___ B G G F A G G D C Risk-taking Heart-breaking Earth-shaking Chance-taking Passion & Romance Sex & Trust  I'm Not Faking  What about you? Are You Faking your Love? When my finger touches your forearm Are You Faking? When my elbow bumps into yours Are You Faking? When I kiss your lips  Are You Faking your Love? My Heart may break The Earth may shake  But My Love is not Fake  Love-making Risk-taking Heart-breaking Earth-shaking I'

Money can't buy love We all agree Still love is not free How much does it cost Let's give it some thought  I do want your love What have I to trade Something of equal value Take a moment to negotiate What about my heart Sound like a fair trade My heart for your love We can make it formal In exchange for your love I give you my heart Perfect transaction Fine relationship  The heart needs love to survive Love needs somewhere to reside The heart needs love for warmth Love needs the heart for comfort Can I trade my heart Is it the right deal The best trade Will your love like living in my heart Money can't buy love Still love is not free Can I trade my heart for love Will you like living in my heart?

This blog needed a palate cleanser after the previous songs. Good old-fashioned breakup & heartache to put love in perspective.

Who's really getting the love leftovers? The wife or the mistress singing this song? At the end of the day, the guy goes home with his wife.

Am I wrong to give my love To a married man? Am I wrong for trying to hold on To the best thing I ever had? If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right

Hot September day Shadows get longer Romance grows stronger Sun is replaced with the Milky Way But the chilly nights Bazillion stars of light Bring us closer together For love it's the perfect weather I hold your icy hands in my pocket Here take my jacket Maybe a kiss will warm you up It's worth a try Maybe a hug will generate heat Maybe a sweet-nothing will Sweep you off your feet Maybe a simple frill Look!  There shoots a star across the sky Fast make a wish First thing that comes to mind To be with you forever and a fortnight The wish I make on every falling star Hot September day Chilly night Bazillion points of light The Milky Way I make the same wish On every shooting star To be with you Forever and a fortnight Hot September day Bazillion stars at night Bring us closer together For love it's the perfect weather.

I'm not dead I'm dysfunctional I do work sometimes Just not dependable Give me a break Relax a little I got my own schedule Can't march to a whistle I know what I like But I'm finicky To become aroused I need a trinity Your loving arms Seductive charms Fancy lingerie Under a pretty pantsuit  I'm not dead I'm incorrigible I do work sometimes Just unpredictable I've got feelings too Sometimes they don't show But always it's you I love As a better man I can grow I'm just not dependable I'm not dead Just unpredictable I have to use my head To compensate For those love making skills Which are now out of date You still give me thrills Wish I could perform like I used to I'll have to compensate With love and romance Passionate distraction Mental seduction Emotional attraction When's the next date? I'll try to make it And give you love first-rate  I'm not dead I'm dysfunctional

We drink until we get drunk We smoke until we get stoned We play until we pass out In each other's arms On the couch We drive a hundred miles To throw the fishing line Stand out on the bank Somewhere in the shade Country music radio A cold beer and a bowl We fart at will Boast how bad it smells It could be something else We could be hanging out At the pool hall Diving at the swimming hole Telling tall tales If they're true Just a little bit We drive in the country We listen to country We don't have a destination We cruise The cheapest entertainment Doesn't matter what we do As long as We do it together If we could get married And never say I love you Without the romance Call it Bromance Living happily ever after Every day filled with laughter Without the romance Call it Bromance Let's take a road trip on impulse You don't need to pack Because you're not a girl You're so easy Bro To get along with Let's drink until we get drunk Let's smoke until w

Florida Georgia Line bro country fusion band breaks up after 12 years. "Cruise" is their most iconic hit song. The era of bros singing happy party songs is over. Now is the era of boyfriend country--solo artists elevating the girlfriend to religious status in sad ballads. Like "Die A Happy Man" by Thomas Rhett. FGL's biggest criticism is they collaborated with other genres. Not real country. That's why they were so successful. Remember the Eagles? When asked if they were country or rock, they answered YES. They appealed to two audiences, country & rock fans. Fusion is how you become ultra popular.

A poem a day keeps heartbreak away Call it romance  In love we stay You're as sexy as you ever were Hotter than I remember I'm as in lust today as I ever was Somehow fun turned into trust Rhythm and rhyme is one technique Flowers and wine cannot compete Holding hands and bumping elbows Sweet love-making sure to follow Then a poem a song maybe a letter So well we get along together  A stroll through the park rejuvenates Like a happy soul renovates A poem a day keeps heartache away Call it a song In love we stay.

Love is a cliché You never get tired of A phrase with sashay You're never quite sure of Pink rose in a glass vase Necklace and a red dress Black panties and a bra You're my shining star These words I say to you Hackneyed but just as true Worn out and overused They all mean the same I love you Like the stars overhead Roses in a flower bed As the full moon rises On a clear horizon Your hand in my hand Your peach my fruit stand In vino veritas Filled with love to the top These words I say All mean the same I love you Love is a cliché You never get tired of A phrase with sashay You're never quite sure of.

I'm sitting in my quarters waiting for my bro date with William. To hike out to a romantic observation deck ostensibly for training & radar repair. This poem pops to mind. I use the micro screen as the keyboard. The poem displays on the medium screen above my twin bed, which I made so as to impress William. The micro & medium screens communicate in the local data flow. Only the micro can see & hear, camera & microphone. There's a knock at the door. I stand up with a cramp in my gut. I open the door. Me: "Come in William. I'll be ready in a minute. Gotta hit the head." When I come out, he holds up a single finger for me to be quiet. He's recording audio on the micro as he reads my poem in dramatic fashion. Pausing between phrases. Speaking like he means it. ******************** There are no closets In outer space Nowhere for secrets  To hide on star base What happens here  Doesn't stay here The memories  Go home with me When I recall them to

I'm afraid you might meet someone And I may never see you again I will never again hold your hand Never again will we  Walk on the ocean sand I'm afraid you'll meet other Taller stronger harder hotter men And I may never see you again Yes it is a competition I'm tops in my division I'm here to win the jackpot Winner take all or Go home with squat I'm not sure about  The swimsuit division I'm confident I can win The talent competition I'm afraid you might meet someone And not take the time to review The talent competition Winner take all / Hit the jackpot If you lose / Take another shot  I'm confident I can win  The talent competition I'm not so sure about The swimsuit division Sometimes the judge  Makes a poor decision Sometimes he blows The wrong whistle Sometimes the winner loses And the loser wins You might meet someone I may never see you again.

If my love is a double decker Then your love is a Head Wrecker Reckless and relentless Necklace and a red dress You blow my mind You smash my head You crash my brain Leave my love for dead You search in vain  To justify Breaking my heart Let's give it another try My face turns red When we go off to bed Our love goes nuclear  You're a Head Wrecker Reckless and relentless Necklace and a red dress  Half of me wants To make love to you And the other half does too Reckless and relentless Not feckless and pretentious Real and Made of steel A steal of a good deal If my love is a double decker Your love is a Head Wrecker  Reckless and relentless Necklace and a red dress  You're a Head Wrecker.

The song I sing Means everything The song in my soul You're the one I sing You're the song I sing You mean everything You're the one I wanna hold I got a song in my soul  I don't need no radio I got a song in my soul I don't need no stereo I got a song in my soul It makes me skip to my Lou The song in my soul It makes me say I love you I got a song in my soul The song I sing Means everything The song in my soul You're the one I sing I don't need no microscope I got a song in my soul I don't need no telescope I got a song in my soul  I'm never alone when There's a song in my soul I sing the song where You're the one I wanna hold Sometimes we might  Listen to the jukebox Sometimes I might  Spank you on the buttocks Once in a blue moon I might sing in tune Once in a while I might drink in style But I always have a song in my soul You're the one I wanna hold And together we will grow old You're the song in my soul  The song I sing Means e

There are no closets In outer space Nowhere for secrets  To hide on star base What happens here  Doesn't stay here The memories  Go home with me When I recall them to mind They come back to life I see & hear everything Like I'm there in a lucid dream In outer space there are no closets On star base there are no secrets Nowhere to run  Nowhere to hide Let the secret go You might survive Another day another year Be it straight or be it queer I don't want to forget What happens here How love  Smacks me in the face What I least expect  In outer space Where love happens  It leaves a trace It makes me homesick Leaves me with heartbreak Without a mind to remember Without a heart to recall What happens on star base Would mean nothing at all Look away back home For true meaning Bring away back home The memories of my dreaming  Look not for a closet To hide your secret When I shake your hand A little too long Then I squeeze it No closet in outer space Seek out a shelter  For your

What's it all about This crazy love How did  Our two worlds entwine? How do I fit in To your life How did  You get into mine? I belong to someone else we know Back when first we met We thought for fun One night together Might be nice Oh but fun turned into love For both of us So now we pay The bitter lover's price A love like ours is never ever free You pay some Agony for the Ecstasy Nights when you're alone You know that I  Lay with someone else  Beside me But you love me still And I love you You know I would No matter where I be But love like ours is never ever free You gotta pay  Some Agony for the Ecstasy. -- Smokey Robinson 

I was having a lucid dream.  I was standing at the river in the summer back on Earth. Hiding in the foliage so nobody could see our inappropriate displays of affection. Jacob was wearing the blue tuxedo from Final Dance. He took off the jacket. Threw it over a log. Placed a bottle of wine on top. Unbuttoned his ruffled shirt all the way, showing his fuzzy torso. He was standing behind me. I was wearing star base tank top & shorts. Sporting a new haircut & body trim. Thanks to Lieutenant & crazy piston chair. Jacob's fuzzy beard brushed the sides of my face & neck. His body pressed against my backside. His arms around me. I was pulling down my shorts. Pulling up my tank top. The river was trickling. Jacob's voice was more smooth than usual. More mature. Less trash talk. He said: "You look so damn hot David. Whoever cut your hair & trimmed your body, they did a good job. "You know I want you to be my little bitch. And my bitch alone. Is that realisti

Here I am alone with my thoughts & memories again. Alone on the command deck of a once-great star base.  5,000 capacity reduced to a skeleton crew of 5. But it's different now. I have a job to do. Remember my training. It's not about me. I need to  study the logs.  Focus outside of myself. I bring up the base schematic to study. Star Base 8 is two hundred years old. It was the last built. The only one that survives. It connected distant parts of the galaxy. It had hustle & bustle. Never a dull moment. Then a worm hole was discovered. Eventually everybody started taking the short cut. The military took it over as a strategic remote observation post. In case of war they could spin it back up. The star base is shaped like  a giant disk. Thin at the center. Thick at the edges. It rotates. The cargo bays, theaters, auditoriums, observation decks are at the periphery. Passenger cabins are the middle band. Command is near the center. Apparent gravity is lighter in the center &

What causes me To take a chance on romance? It's the tingle in my pants It's the jingle in my tingle It makes me wanna mingle With you I used to be single Now I'm in a couple With you The single biggest tingle  I ever knew What causes me  To take a chance on you? You're the single biggest tingle My pants ever knew  What causes me To jump around & dance? The tingle in my pants What causes me To fall into a trance? The tingle in my pants  What causes me To speak the language of France? It's the tingle in my pants What causes me To feel you close at a distance? It's the tingle in my pants What causes me To take a chance on you? You're the single biggest tingle My pants ever knew Jingle in my tingle Makes me wanna mingle Used to be single Now I'm in a couple Take a chance on romance Let me show you The tingle in my pants Don't just sit there Let's get up & dance What causes me To make future plans? The tingle in my pants Take a chance on roma

Cock tease!  The hype for  Bros the movie Sep 30  creates demand for the quintessential Bro movie: Dude Where's My Car?  YouTube has removed at least 2 uploads of the movie in last 7 hours. I watched it a few months ago on YouTube. I want to watch it again. It's so homoerotic. I have a man-crush on Sean William Scott. No it's a tingle in my pants. I have "I Love You Man" on DVD. It's a Bro Movie. Maybe I'll watch that.

Bros movie Sep 30 Yo Boyfriend. Let's go see this movie in the theater in another town on the down low. Let's hold hands in the darkness. Then make love at home in a manly way.  Am I asking you on a date? No. We're just bros, dude. I'll pick you up.

9 chapters in 7 days. Star date on star base. Sci-fi gay romance. I call them episodes because the next chapter hasn't been imagined yet. It's a serial or series. First day is almost complete. You never know where inspiration will take you. I wanted to reflect. Fiction is hard for me to write because you have to make stuff up. Then remember all that. If it's inspired, it's not made up. The story comes to you. Like the characters William & John. A few days ago I didn't know who they were. How William speaks in single sentences & has clarity. I knew I wanted 5 or 6 characters to make a good porno. That much is contrived. What happens next? Of course everybody must have sex with everybody else. Or whoever happens to visit. You can see the writing is rough around the edges. I have difficulty with verb tense. Dreams & memories are in the past tense. Present tense is for the now, the action.  Also I split a few scenes across episodes. Sometimes I'll get to

I enter the fitness room. Nobody is there. Thank goodness. I don't want to deal with anybody. The medium screen display gives the air temperature. 61 Fahrenheit. 16 Celsius. Humidity 60%. Gravity 80%. Trust your training, said the captain in his briefing. I was weightless in hyper sleep for three months. So I'm weak. There are about a dozen stations with equipment & apparatus. My strength is measured at 50%. The treadmill has straps that pull you down to simulate greater gravity. So I was lifted for less gravity. I need to regain strength & muscle mass gradually. I chose the treadmill that faces away from the room's camera. It appears well-worn. Nobody wants a camera staring in their face when they work out. Everybody likes to watch adventure treks on the screen facing the runner. I choose the Saturn program. I spend an hour. I walk through the rings. I run past Titan. I sweat. I breathe heavy. I fall down but the straps hold me in place. I run through the s

Here I am back in my personal quarters. Alone with my thoughts & memories. Room number 5. Full-length wall mirror. One messy twin bed. A box of uniforms on the other bed. The piston chair has timed out & folded into the floor.  So the room seems more spacious. I toss the micro screen on the made bed. There's a medium screen above each bed on the wall. A multitude of panels, cabinets, closets. But first I must hit the head. All that traditional food I just ate. First solid food since before 3-month hyper sleep. I'm not feeling too good. Back in the room. Remember the captain said trust your training. Let me try to operate one of these medium screens. I speak audible commands. "Activate screen." Nothing happens except in the corner of my eye, the micro screen lights up. This is strange. Wait a minute. Lieutenant said, "No cameras or microphones in personal quarters. Not supposed to be." Well I just brought one in here. The micro screen probably has a c

I load up my tray with real food. I come back to the table & sit directly across from William. I lean toward him. He leans toward me. I ask in a secretive manner: "Is John straight? Or gay? What's his deal?" Maybe William has some clarity about John. He responds, "I don't know for sure. You'll have to ask him what causes the tingle in his pants." William is definitely flirting with me. Music starts to play. Uptempo romantic jazzy music. That can mean only one thing. We don't want the camera to hear our conversation. Lieutenant Paul sits next to me. He's still wearing shorts. We all have the same uniforms. Mix & match for the season & occasion. John sits next to William directly across from Lieutenant. Still chewing a piece of meat, Lieutenant says: "Captain wants us to get to know each other." He takes a few swallows to wash down the chewy steak. "I will start it off." Lieutenant continues as the swanky music plays