Male & female <br />he may have created them <br /> <br />but I don't <br />feel I am <br /> <br />either of them. <br /> <br />I am just <br />...being. <br /> <br />This being female <br />is like a suit of clothes <br /> <br />one wears <br /> <br />ill fitting...too tight <br /> <br />doesn't suit <br />the colour of my eyes <br /> <br />or how <br />I see with them. <br /> <br />Only your eyes <br />your ' Yes! ' <br /> <br />and yes <br /> <br />your fingertips <br />in the dark <br /> <br />your mouth <br />upon my mouth <br /> <br />and I <br />blossom into woman <br /> <br />just for <br />that <br /> <br />eternal second <br /> <br />we become one <br /> <br />become <br />as <br />one <br /> <br />sexless through sex <br /> <br />& then <br />I'm back <br /> <br />to just <br />being <br /> <br />myself <br />again <br /> <br />sans all that <br />gender crap <br /> <br />just <br />the me <br /> <br />that happens <br /> <br />to be <br /> <br />woman...woman...woman.<br /><br />Dee Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gender-trap/
