I be gay like
thugs rockin boy short in the middle of the west indian parade

Bending and snapping their queer into the lining of clouds 

Their proud 

to know they can walk fiercer then any models they’ve seen on television
Made the catwalk their home 
cradled it beneath their bosoms 
Dippin and spinnin to the rhythm in their hearts 
I be gay like rainbows are stitched to the back of my throat 
so when I speak,
SWITCH!
Gay like I can tell you how many licks it takes to get to the center of ya orgasm
Diving in head first,
Swimming in your juices 
Girl you been eating mangos?
I be gay like tegan and sara 
strumming along to a tree hugger tune, 
Two peace signs,
Hoop nose rings 
And turquoise beaded sandals
Gay like me 
and ya father 
are both checking out the way ya mom’s hips sway 
to swift air meet leaves on trees 
I see where you get it from
I be gay like if there was only me 
and him on earth 
I’d rather masturbate till I die 
then to fornicate with a man 
I mean have you seen her breast
damn?
Why wouldn’t I want a woman in my arms 
so delicate and small 
I be gay like rupaul in 5 inches heels
Strutting in traffic in the middle of time square,
Dodging taxis 
“Bitch you betta work!”
Gay like my existence solely depending on going down,
So I stay down 
till my job is done
Toes curled,
Nape of back arched 
Nails digging deep in back
Tongue on spin cycle,
5 speed trigger 
Your clitoris aint never felt anything like it 
I be gay like white boys with shirts as tight as under armor 
with the 90’s version ricky martin slick back. 
Gay like 2 bulldaggers going at it,
Tryna figure out whose gonna be on top 
So one jus says 
“Let’s wrestle”
I be gay like god strategically chose a select few 
to be his precious angels
So special 
that our dna can only be seen with a black light
And when you hold it up right
Its sparkles 
and glistens 
Like rainbow laced diamonds 
Pricking the inside layers of our skin
We are beautiful people 
Seeing this world on another dimension
Knowing what’s our real worth in this society 
Loving wide open 
No labels
No excuses
No exceptions
We see people for who they are 
So we love them for who they are
No matter what they are carrying between their legs
Because it is what they our carrying deep in their skin,
Their soul 
That matters most