If you are the kind of man who
infuses flirtation into Merlot banter
mixes innuendo with bravado
and people mistake for gay
The kind of man a who
weaves tradition with neon thread
excels at irreverent cocktail discussion
and advocates both Jane Austen and vampires
A man who
I imagine in walks on the moor and windblown embraces
and other such garbage
Who
could seduce me without a fanged bite
If you were interested
Or if you dared
How the fuck should I know
If you are that kind of man
and I think you are
go away
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