This Gent, That Gent, and the Other Gent

LGBT, An Earthy Poem upon meeting another on line date.

“This Gent, That Gent, or the Other Gent”

By Robben Wainer

 

Who was this one, he went with

Now a boy, now a man, who is prone to be a woman

Yet, must confess this only to the opposite sex,

As he searches for women to say he’s been up and is coming out.

He may have been from the Renaissance,

A little bold about the human body,

Sorting through changes and images of himself,

Artistically sucking, like a soldier who stayed behind the front lines.

It may have been in Philadelphia,

Where his fate would lead him to a grey haired man

“Think nothing of it” he says

With this gent, that gent, or the other gent,

Artistically sucking like giving life to a babe

Wishing to do more than walk a walk or talk a talk.

While he sees himself now in adoration,

With the throb he had been pleased to deep throat.

 

Author's Note

I am a gay author who feels completely comfortable with discussion on LGBT issues.

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