The main street <br /> <br /> <br />To every corners of the street darkness starts to creep <br />The awaited hour of triumph of their restless souls <br />To embrace the night, the world of eternal deep <br />Shadow's secret -the flesh's trade, business of the fools; <br />Sketch the gloom, the every venture to make it known <br />The sons of Adam and their flight, in-search of stroke <br />Their endless desire to fill the chest's hollow, pawn <br />Penetrate the hole between them, to palpate before they mock; <br />The hands who adore the manhood, who praise its strength <br />The mouth who tastes man's sweet nectar of purity <br />That, from the intense dance, there it blows the scent <br />While the world is asleep -to witness nay the art of insanity, <br />They, in-vision of touch the belt's masculinity of she <br />Before it dies let the ecstasy -the femininity of he. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Note: <br />P.U.B. (Pick Up Boys Collection) Issue # 01 series of 2009 <br />'The main street' is a story about the main streets in the cities where these gay-men, homosexuals, bisexuals find their trade -the issue of male prostitution; and the reality of 'homosexual culture and their sub-culture'.<br /><br />Jordan Legaspi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-main-street-01-2009/
