Loving women

And being a woman

Has very little to do

With anything

Other than

Loving women.

It’s not that men aren’t

Attractive, or good or strong

Or decent and kind

It’s that I

Love women

I think about them

Day and night, soft and

Sweet and sumptuously

Delightfully over-flowering with

Magic and power and

Everything that makes me

Feel strongly, lose sleep–

Men, are fantastic friends

Great company, and

Ultimately do not

Sparkle the same way,

Sorry. It’s got nothing to do

With who I hate, I wish

I could explain the grey

I can’t, so instead I just

Love women so hopelessly

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