viernes, 2 de agosto de 2013

Some men

Close your eyes, I can swear I don’t have a gun, no, I don’t have a gun…
Close your eyes, I can swear I won’t pick up a gun, no, I won’t pick up a gun.

Some men like light skin,
Some others tasty tanned skin,
Some men like big round butts,
Some other don’t give a damn for them
They just think of big dicks,
Some like the rude boys,
Others go for the sissy ones,
Some are looking for a cute boy with short hair and a beard,
Some others will run away if they find a hair on their lover’s chest,
Some men enjoy being with other men,
And accept themselves, and live discretely,
Some others prefer to hide, to pretend being straight,
Getting married, having children: 2 or 3,
They think would be enough to deceive the accusing finger of society,
While they are ready to give it to you on their marital bed,
And there are others who love going to the parade,
Shake their butt and burn politicians’ photos,
And tattooing the rainbow flag on their arms…
Some men are dark as dirt,
They look for fresh meat every day,
Knowing they carry AIDS, they manage themselves to do it bareback,
Some men are quiet,
And they’d never say they love you,
Tough they cook you dinner, iron your clothes, and give you money for your taxi home,
Some men are loud,
They say they love you, introduce you to their families,
And as soon as you’re at work they call their lovers to visit them
To fist-fuck him cause your dick doesn’t even tingle in their super elastic assholes,
Some men woo you like a lady,
They kiss your hands,
They pick up from here and there,
They are always trying to satisfy your needs though they can’t get a bone,
Some men just kiss you when they are drunk,
And some others drink just to forget they either fuck you or were fucked by you,
Some men will ride you for a night,
Others will pick you up and take you out from the streets and make you cross-dress
And then fuck you up every other day,
Psycho-fetishists that we can find any time of the day…
Some men like you
Are unexpected variables of this game,
(Too good to be true),
Here pussyboys and buttsluts always lose their turn…
some men are just stupid, they seek flesh instead of mind,
no wonder why I’m adverse to loving you…
I’m afraid of loving you because of those men that came, smacked, stole, and left…
I’m afraid of loving you, please be patient!

Close your eyes, I can swear I don’t have a gun, no, I don’t have a gun…

Close your eyes, I can swear I won’t pick up a gun, no, I won’t pick up a gun.

It's time

I've lived and loved, I've hugged and kissed, I've done my duty, I've paid my dues, I've erred and also made amendments,...