James Gale

Poetry, Music & Stories from an Autistic Creator

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  • Poem – Remnant Love

    I wonder if you still smell Like the first flower in spring, Does for a bee. And does your smile Still light up The darkest of days Or did that only ever work For me? Hopefully, your eyes Still shimmer, Like starlight after A warm summer… Continue reading

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  • Poem – Another Man’s Touch

    I lust, I hunger, I desire,For another man’s touch.Yet these thoughts are violent,At least everyone treats them as such. Puberty, itself, isn’t the crime;It’s my orientation they judge,As if it’s any less sinfulTo desire a woman’s touch. My lust always turns to shame,A demon taunting me… Continue reading

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