Blushing cheeks
Rouged lips
Carved neck
I see these all
And turn away
Wide hips
Delicate waist
Enchanting legs
I inhale them
And turn away
I do wish to objectify you
Though it is the physical you that I lust for
And the heart of you that I love
The seen and unseen
Come together in desire's presence
My desire
But I turn away
What is it to be a man?
What am I allowed to acknowledge?
I shall swallow my truth and my lust
Until it feels safer
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