Sometimes I wish I could be a man
the sun will just make me move
dance like Finley Quaye
gathering rainbows
as the sun rays penetrates
deeply through the layers
of the spinning dreidel
Sometimes I wish I could be a man
may be the girls will stare and think
wink and weakly muse
gathering rainbows
as the winter sacrifices it’s cold spell
over the mast of a mountain peak
past the cold freeze of the snowy frost
......If I were a man, I would lay her reign by the summerly graffiti trail. Then, sing her lullabies made of rubies and red roses........
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 7:52 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish I could be a man
the sun will just make me move
dance like Finley Quaye
gathering rainbows
as the sun rays penetrates
deeply through the layers
of the spinning dreidel
Sometimes I wish I could be a man
may be the girls will stare and think
wink and weakly muse
gathering rainbows
as the winter sacrifices it’s cold spell
over the mast of a mountain peak
past the cold freeze of the snowy frost
......If I were a man, I would lay her reign by the summerly graffiti trail. Then, sing her lullabies made of rubies and red roses........
I did a Facebook app where the perception of my face was turned to a man.Most people thought I look like Finley Quaye. Quite happy with my gender. The yin and yan of a human existence.
