Man for my Man
a poem by Greg Bronson
My mirror isn't accurate
it tells a convenient lie
my masculinity in question
clothing that makes me hide
inside i love him dearly
details are kept quiet
stares from his girl-
searing the soul of my pride
she know not
who i am
retreat my benefactor
perform when shes around
my gosh im a good actor
until such time
that we can kick it
be real with our thoughts
I'll continue to long quietly
Quiet in my thoughts
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