Him.
His masculinity
Softened by his eyes.
Her.
Her femininity
Strengthened by her lies.
One or the other
I do not know.
All I am aware of
Is that I admire them both.
They tell me it's impossible
To love both her and him.
They tell me I'm going to hell,
What I'm doing is a sin.
Yet my feelings drown out their ignorance,
I do not hear their reprimands.
I will continue through this life
Loving both woman and man.
c.d.
a/n: so my inspiration for this one: I was thinking of what to write, as I do, when my friend sent me a joke about her bisexuality. and this is what came from that. so thanks for that, K.
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PoésieA collection of poems, most written at extremely late, or should I say extremely early, times of the day, when my mind can truly bleed its thoughts onto paper.
