_____by Sparkle
My Butch Looking deeply into your eyes, to the core of all your pain. Realizing that all of this weighs heavy on your brain. You are not just woman and you're not a man. You're something majestic, distinguished and grand. You are my butch.
Knowing that the vessel that brought you to this earth, was in the shape of a female. With deep imbedded thoughts and emotions of a male. And that to is ok because you are my butch.
I listen to the world trying to define you, with titles to describe you. Like tomboy, mannish, bull dagger and dike. This too is ok, cause you are my butch.
I have watched you for a long time. I knew you when you discovered your first crush on a girl. I was there when you awoke from your wet dream, and found yourself humping the pillow. I saw you when you kissed her lips for the first time. I was peeking at you when started sagging your pants and bopped down the street. I was there when you brought your first pair of boxers and sneaks. I remember the excitement when you purchased your first strap and named it (MAN). Please don't be ashamed, you are my butch.
I was the shoulder you cried on when your heart was broke in two because she left you for him, she was embarrassed by you. I know you hang your head in shame, not knowing where you belong. Feeling out of place, feeling all alone. I will always be there because you are my butch.
I was there when it was easier to by pass the women's room and go into the men's, for sake of a scene. Remembering the day you went into the lady's room and the old women began to scream. I was there cause you are my butch.
See I have the answer to what you seek. I know who you are. I am your counterpart; I am your soul mate. You are my aggressor. You are my stud. You are my king, lets make no mistake. all that you are, is all that I need. I to was lost and in search of truth. At the end of my journey there was only you -- My butch.
