Tie yourself to the mast
and hear the sirens sing.
Beckoning you to their island,
with angel voices.
Harpies from Hell may call you.
Have you ever seen a lad
go this way,
or that way?
But mostly nowhere
over the rainbow?
By way of clandestine innuendo,
stolen glances,
a provocative stare,
a silent invitation,
or just a glimpse of paradise?
Forbidden!
In my imagination,
anything goes.
Tom of Finland fantasies
impregnate my dreams
with men in tights,
bound in chains of desire.
Pleasure activists,
bringing joy to the world
one jism at a time.
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