Friday, July 23, 2010

My butch

I love you Butch.
I love the way your steel outside melts away for me
Letting me be engulfed by velvet emotions
Though sometimes I get the notion
That there is a serious commotion
A storm of anger and rage
That creates your steel cage
And it becomes harder to engage
your love
I love you butch.
I love the way a leathery worn hand
Rough like grains of sand
Touches my hips like there is a plan
Or maybe to make me understand
your love.
I love you butch.
The way your eye
Sometimes subtle or shy
Asking about secrets that my
Heart can't deny
And you only ask why
I love you butch.
Sometimes there is a clash of personality
Were both so passionate we forget rationality
Anger introduces individuality
When we just need to remember sensuality
And our love
I love you butch.
Thank you holding me secure
From a world that can be so sever
Causing pain, angst, and fear
You still hold me ever near
With your love.
I love you butch.
I love you butch.







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