If i write you something obscene.
Will you look at me differently?
For I am not the man you want me to be,
But a deviant I am,
In search of my fellow being.
I cannot proclaim that I have done no harm,
I cannot proclaim that I will keep you from harm.
But I can promise you this.
You shall never be harmed with my soul.
As it exists for you,
The only love I trust as true.
You are mine,
I am yours.
Forever of course.
I admit,
It's been hard to commit.
But your love is true,
I can't deny you.
I am broken and spent,
Forever I am bent,
Forever impotent, but I am yours.
Oh, I am yours.
Never can a child,
Be born from my own blood.
But I will love it just all of the same.
Blood doesnt matter
With families made.
Love's binding
And all that remains.
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