I am a Lost Soul

about my frustration and axiety and depresssion of this world!!!

I am a Lost soul

I am very gay

I have no hope 

For any man to lay

with me

Please be my butterfly and dance with me

I will lick your wings

and dissolve you

Reviews

[Wild Rose]

No hope, for man, with you to lay,
Perhaps, by chance, a lady may lay,
To comfort and caress.

[Betty Hermelee]

This is quite explicit, you tell it like it is; not a very upbeat poem, a lost soul is a sad state to exist in...you seem very desperate to find love. Well done!
Best
Betty