Androgyny Confounds

Androgyny Confounds
Form: Loose Sapphic

What is to say of my androgynous state,
the son that never was born in blissful joy
or the maiden daughter unblessed by beauty
just where should I be?
I see balance with nature's most sacred act
that gave me life so I may learn who I am,
from their love, the act of he and she, the rose
with a boyish smile.
Yet if she should hold me close and kiss the smile
my Sapphic heart would be dared to quench her thirst
as molten femininity embraces
the girl that I am.
Labels of identity fail to touch the truth
or justify the woman that breathes in me
mere titles cannot express lores of passion
as I understand



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