I looked up to find Logan’s body twisted and angled toward me on the couch, his intense expression locking my eyes to his, earnestly peering into my eyes as though he was searching for an answer there. I couldn’t look away, transfixed as his eyes registered the decision as he came to it. I remained frozen as he leaned forward, his eyes moving closer and closer toward mine. He paused mere inches from my face, still holding my gaze more intently than he ever had, his eyes whispering my name, "Owen, Owen..." He was close enough that I saw my inquisitive reflection in the depths of his eyes and felt his breath blow across my lips. It wasn’t until he closed his eyes and pressed his lips softly to mine that I realized what he was doing, and with this realization I was washed with clarity, cool on my suddenly warm skin. 1
The moment our lips connected something essential inside of me, something that had been askew my whole life but that I hadn’t identified until now, clicked and locked into place. I knew immediately that this moment would leave me changed, crucially and unalterably. I relaxed with the comprehension; the weight vanished from a burden I hadn’t even realized I’d been carrying. I knew, as surely as I knew his name, that I loved Logan. Despite obvious implications, I did not correlate this love to homosexuality; it was something more pure and profound than simple gender preference. I knew from the beginning that society’s constraints and stereotypes would never hold relevance to the way I felt towards Logan. Already, I began to rankle under their ignorant and determined disdain. 2
The kiss, only a second long, was over faster than I could blink and the pressure of Logan’s lips was light enough that if it hadn’t just so inevitably changed me, I could have believed I’d imagined it. As he began to pull away, I instinctively reached my hand to clasp around his neck and stop him from pulling back farther than a couple of inches. Our faces tilted towards each other and, our lips no more than an inch apart, I breathed in his air as he exhaled it. As my lips began to twist into an elated smile, I pressed them back to Logan’s. 3
It was a chaste kiss on the surface, but underneath my blood began to boil, the heat causing my skin to smolder feverishly. His lips were soft and willing beneath mine and, in between the quick, gentle kisses I was planting on his inviting mouth, he sighed. I gloried in the gentle sound of his sigh and the way it sent my nerves writhing. He stilled my flurried kisses, sealing our lips together. The kiss that had begun soft and slow gradually began to increase in urgency, our mouths moving more heatedly and with more pressure. As we began to tilt as one horizontally toward the couch, Logan suddenly wrenched his lips from mine. The cool air that rushed between us, regrettably replacing the warmth of his lips and skin, took a moment to cool my mind. But when he spoke a second later, I forced myself to focus on his words. 4
“Owen, I have to go. But you understand, right? I have to go, but I’ll see you soon.” His words were serious, and raced each other off his tongue, but not unkind. They held a goodbye, but also a promise to return.5
Did I understand? I thought I understood him. I could guess that this, the insanity and implications of what had just been progressing between us, could be too much for him to process at once. I could understand that he’d need to leave to sort his thoughts. I understood that staying here, with me, wouldn’t help him process- not if things carried on as they had been. I could sympathize with this, I certainly hadn’t been thinking clearly, or thinking at all; I had completely lost my train of thought when our lips met the second time. I understood that he needed to process; that we needed him to process, and that I should probably feel this need to process too. I understood that the implicated results of such a kiss demanded processing before they proceeded. All this I could reluctantly comprehend. But is it what he wanted me to understand? How did I know he didn’t instead want me to understand that he was taking it back, kissing me? I didn’t think that he was, from the tone of his voice, but how could I be sure? I didn’t want him to go but I wanted this with my whole heart, my whole body, all that I had, and I couldn’t afford to let it start off on the wrong foot. I couldn’t afford to make him run. 6
“Sure, Logan, go ahead.” As he stood up to leave I, without thinking, reached out one hand in a weak attempt to restrain him, to keep him with me for one more moment. He paused, and after hesitating briefly, lifted one hand to gently brush my cheek. Then with a curt goodbye he left, leaving me alone with only the heat coursing to my cheek to assure myself that I hadn’t just imagined him.7
Author notes
Song: Iris, by the Goo Goo Dolls
I commented on Lover of Jonas' entry.
This is a fragment of a larger project I'm working on. I actually haven't even gotten this far in the story yet, but this scene played through my mind today and it was so poignant and beautiful that I couldn't resist it- I just had to get it down.
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Ahh...I love the description in this and the story is just so sweet.
Tbank you for entering,
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Its weirid to me that I, being from a strict Christian family find myself reading this story. But apart from that thought, I will now start analyzing your story.
I think this story could be a very good romantic love story. one, because I think the gay community needs more people who are welling to write and spread awareness about the gay lifestyle and equal rights for everyone. And I think when looking at a story like this it could show the public the more the emotional side to gay couples. That being gay is not just a fad, or a new trend but a life style.
I also think you have the ability to write a great story and keep the reader interested and wanting to read on. You have the making for a wonderful romantic voice in your literature.
What impact could this story have on the community?
If this story is good, and becomes published and become one of New York bestselling novels, it could have the ability to change people's perception on the gay community. It could give people the knowledge not to treat gay people as harshly or cruely as they do. Because through this story you expressed clearly and logically that a gay couple experiences the same emotions as a straight couple...and some people don't seem to realize that.
Even now this story has an impact because, many people (gay and straight) are reading this story on the internet and their views on homosexuals could be changed or start to change right now.
On the characters:
I would like to know more about Lagan, and what's going on through his head...but in a way, not knowing what's going through Lagan's mind makes the story even more interesting.
And I would certainly like to read more. Rewarded 8
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Thank you! I certainly would hope, were my story to be published, that it would have exactly that impact on our society. I'm not gay myself, but I'm infuriated by the intolerance of homosexuality. People don't even take the time to hear the gay people's point of view. They don't take the time to see that just because a person is gay doesn't make them any less of a person and it doesn't make their feelings any less valid. It just makes them different. I think that one day, years from now, people will look back on our society's intolerance of homosexuality the way we look back on slavery and racism, and I hope that they are looking back on it from a time where homosexuals are accepted and treated equally just as blacks are now.
Thank you for your supportive comment! It means even more to me knowing that you are from a strict christian family. All the stories I've posted on All Poetry are about these characters and I would love it if you gave me your opinion on those as well!
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That was an amazing work.
Pros: Wonderful vocabulary, originality in writing style, raw emotion, and amazingness all around!
Cons: I really couldn't find any, but of course there has to be something wrong with every work, nothing is perfect. Maybe, and I don't even feel too terribly strongly on this suggestion, but maybe break up the paragraphs a little more; i did lose my place a few times.
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OMG!
I totally love reading this piece. The emotions you left me with was so real...so beautiful.
I didn't read anything in this piece that needs to be critiqued, so well done on that as well.
I am glad that you entered this into my contest.
I wish you luck in future writerly endeavors,
Lady Editor
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Incredible
Wow...I'm speechless, but I'll try to think of some words...Wow. That was breathtakingly beautiful! I love this so much! I believe that love doesn't always associate itself with being gay or straight. Sometimes it's just finding everything you could ever want in one single person, regardless of their sex. This was a wonderful, emotional, and incredibly passionate portrayal of that very thoughts. I have so many things I want to quote, but I'll only name a few!
I loved these:
"The moment our lips connected something essential inside of me, something that had been askew my whole life but that I hadn’t noticed until now, clicked and locked into place. I knew immediately that this moment would leave me changed, permanently and irrevocably."
"His words were serious, and raced each other off his tongue, but not unkind. They held a goodbye, but also a promise to return."
As he stood up to leave I, without thinking, reached out one hand in a weak attempt to restrain him, to keep him with me for one more moment. He paused, and after hesitating briefly, lifted one hand to gently brush my cheek. Then with a curt goodbye he left, leaving me alone with only the heat coursing to my cheek to assure myself that I hadn’t just imagined him.
Absolutely beautiful, and it worked with the song very well! Finalist! Thank you for entering
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I do love this one. It's just the simple act of kissing someone you never knew you loved but always have, which in itself isn't simple but a small thing. I'm not making as much sense as I am in my mind but that's okay. The point is that you do a magnificent job portraying a person that has never really known he was. And you show his progressive realization of his own emotions and own thoughts. It's something we all go through, though not all of us go through this particular thing. I have and I must say you do a wonderful job of making this as realistic as possible without losing that sense of magic and mystery. I love it. Well done.
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Your story was very thought-provoking and interesting. I believe all the things you said about love... it's not about gender, race, or anything other people sem to think is important, it's about how you feel about them, and I respect that fully. Very well done and VERY well written.
Some grammatical errors but no spelling errors, so well done. The length... it could've been a bit longer but it didn't take anything away from the story, so I congratulate you for that.
Best of luck in the contest!
Chrissie
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Beautifully written. Very passionate, very evocative. I love this line: "it was something more pure and profound than simple gender preference." That's how love should be.
Great job and if you post more on here I'll be sure to read it.
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that was awesome i hope there's another chapter!!!
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