Androgynous

he penned her orgasm,
like it was his.
she desired her on pages,
like she wasn't she at all.
he made love to him in words
like he was his woman.
she kissed her, in theory,
like she was her man.
Incapacitating!!

then why is it wrong?
if i really love a woman
while i, myself, am one?
or if he fantasizes of him
and get an erect shaft?

who AM I when it comes to love?
am i a "man"?
am i a "woman"?

I AM ANDROGYNOUS!!

and so he fantasizes
and takes his fingers to be her lips,
caressing his tool.
every night she lies on her bed
and her contours are mapped
by "his hands" while they really are hers.

i can love as a man.
or i can be loved as a woman.
i can take her in my arms.
or i can let him conquer me.
in the end, i'd still be going back
to please myself
like how i've been doing to me.

i'm Androgynous.
inside Me is my happy place.
i am my own Man.
i am my own Woman.
i am my Master.
i am my Slave.
i am my Soul.
and i'm my own Spirit...