- Erotic Poetry
- Ambivalence: A Shemale Poem
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What do you see?
Do you see the real me?
Because...
Perception is deception as the flickering light obscures the truth.
What do you want?
Do you like what I flaunt?
Because...
Underneath the exterior is a stunning interior that defies society’s conformity.
What do you see?
Who do you want me to be?
Because...
I am man AND woman a blurred reality to Adam and Eve's simplicity.
What do you crave?
Are you mistress or slave?
Because...
Behind the power and control lies the submission we all dream to extoll.
What do you see?
A she or a he?
Because...
What you see is not what you get
You don't know the half of it yet
Because...
I can give and I can become a fog consumed between what's real and fake.
You can't see,
The real me,
I can be man
or
woman
or
both
like the moon can be all or nothing but usually is somewhere in between....
- COMMENTS
4chuckssite9 months ago638.: If you are a shemale, I can see confusion about your identity, but as a female author, I don’t see any reason for your identity comment.
Anonymousover 3 years agoPoetry is becoming a lost art.
I salute you, & encourage you to continue writing!
Very impressed by your poetry & writing talent.
InvaderElf94over 4 years agoWe see beauty of self.. regardless of form.. at least those who are here to challenge the ideas of society and the boxes created for a person.
yukonnightsabout 7 years agoI find poetry hard to write. I can get the rhyming words almost to an 85% finished state, then the last little bit just gets so hard. But the nice thing about poetry is the way it exposes the core essence of our soul...what we truly feel and think. This is what I read in your poem too... ;)
Anonymousalmost 10 years agoI love this poem...I feel the same...all the time...man/woman....woman/man....this poem is just so perfect....
Anonymousabout 11 years agoSilk,
Like tears in the ocean Ambivalence: A Shemale Poem blends, twists, fades, and pauses in twilight's fading. Shades of color flash and blend into obscure creations tormented in a limbo not of their making.
You toy with feelings, emotions and masked identies that some fear and others desire. What naughty glee do you seek, what torment do you wish to create. . .
So naughty . . . or nice . . .
