The beauty of a man sometimes escapes me
There are times I sit and appreciate it
Then,
There are plenty more I’m disgusted and wish sight and feeling existed not
Entangled in confusion,
I find myself in love
with a man and trying to reconcile thoughts unspoken of my dad
And the man I love as he is here
A Reference point in this case remains pointless
All the men in my life breathe from within cases
A man,
With the knowledge that he loves other men
Struggling to do it though
Brought up by wo-men
Funny?
