LGBTQ+ Poem: Gates to Heaven, by Patricia J. Dorantes

She, the one who holds the gates to heaven,
Beautiful as she is, shining like the sun.
The one who undresses my fears with her tongue,
Sugar that runs freely through my broken veins.

With every sweet glance, she ignites the night,
A spark that dances in the soft moonlight.
Her laughter, a melody that weaves through the air,
Wrapping around me, both tender and rare.

Her touch, a whisper, a sweet caress,
Unraveling secrets, unearthing my excess.
In her embrace, I find rejoice and fire,
A fusion of souls, a burning desire.

Each kiss tastes of honey, rich and divine,
A promise unspoken, our bodies entwine.
Lost in her warmth, I forget the world’s pain,
In the sanctuary of love, we flourish like rain.

So let the stars witness our secret dance,
Two hearts in the twilight, lost in romance.
For in her eyes, I see my true home,
With her, I am fearless; with her, I roam.