The Man Inside
 

Yes, there is make up on my face
Yes, not a hair of my beard can be traced
Hairspray, gel and mousse all over the place
Yes, I even wear skirts
Yes, I even make my armor
Paint, bleach, slogans, and holes adorn my body

Untouched, natural, and dirty
You find this to be beautiful
You find my... MALENESS to be beautiful
Grizzled beard, hair down, blue jeans and white tees
You like the man inside

Sadly, you fail to remember
Image is the first impression
How you coveted me
Leopard fur jacket, purple fishnets on my arms
Kitchen and the plastic spoons screaming wildly
Across my body, bubbles floating playfully in the bar

This is not an insult. This isn't even a fight.
It's also not a move for compromise.
I am unyielding and unchanging.
In companionship, there is no need for change
There is no need for compromise.
I ask only that you be natural. Be untouched. Be you.

Do you see me now? Naked body standing before you
Trim legs, thick penis, short patch of love fuzz...
The V shape starts here. Tight, yet slightly smooth tummy
Not a hair to be found. The V widens and a soft, firm chest
Heaves for the anticipation of your touch. Not a hair is to be found.

I am a man. I am an adult.
I only ask that you be who you are
Fully and completely.
Extend that courtesy to the man in front of you.

Funny that, though.
I understand that you're supposed to love
MEN
That you are a WOMAN.
Ironic, is it not, that you can't resist the man
Who shows a slight modicum of homosexuality.
But I get it. You fear your own nature.
I am not offended.

I liked it.

(Besides, you surely are good-looking, and I usually don't find men beautiful, ironiclly.)

Meh, this was SO not even decent work on my part. More or less a collection of thoughts about current events.

Current events? How so?

I thought it was cool. Seems kind of frustrated though.

Yeah, it reads more like thoughts than a poem. The theme could make for a cool short story though.