(The number of quality profile poems now outweighs the number quality men.)
I'm a man, dammit!
I'm no liar, or prick.
No blue collar bf stealing dick.
No not a prisoner or master,
nor a babysitting tragic addict/disaster.
I’m only a man, fortunate & flawed.
I pray there is a God,
while refusing to believe that there be
1 thing my God owes ‘me’.
U won’t be a partner & doubt I am a friend.
It may just be pig sex u want, & The End.
That’s OK, that’s just fine,
see I know just where we are.
Not the outfield, gym showers or some cruisy new gay bar,
“A marriage equivalent,” or worse, your last LTR.
GEEZ, IT'S A SEXSITE! SHOW AN X PIC! SHARE SOME REGARD!
Give a way 4 us 2 meet,
GET ME THERE. . . GET ME HARD!
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