Child Play

CHILD PLAY by little miss blair



Today a woman came on to me
Embarrassed as I could be
Fought off the urge to flee
Bantered for my own reprieve......



Did I put out some sort of sign
Urging her to cross the line
That we were one of a kind
Same in thought, same in mind



Damn, she planted the seed
Now growing in me like a weed
That's all I need
Another fantasy to feed.



I must confess, before today
Wondered about being gay
Held those thoughts at bay
Fear of tendency I may display



But if I wonder, it may be true
The very thought might be a clue
And if I am, what do I do
Allow the tension within me brew



Maybe, when and if another day
Happens again to pass my way
A woman pushes me to play
I'll kick off these feet of clay



Allow a woman to carry me
To the summit, just to see
If I'm gay, set me free
And cushion the fall from the family tree.



author, little miss blair
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