It was never lust…

I mean how could it be,

those beloved girls,

when we were but nine,

It was a yearning for the angelic,

that perfect essence.

I wanted to bring those feminine

attributes into my being,

A denigration of the masculine bent,

Which was to win or destroy…

Not a pretty mindset,

When I could share the juices

raised by love and nurture.

The essential dichotomy,

the innate male,

aggressive and hard,

competing with this desire,

To embrace the gentler side,

the side of beauty and colour…

This is what I find so wonderful.

Dale M Beck 2022

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I am a writer of words and a righter of wrongs. I aim to change the world, one person at a time.

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