Michelangelo and Floating Gay Men

I try so hard to make it go away
But my attraction to men I know will never fade
I know I am weird, my mom makes that clear
And so do the guys on the streets, who keep calling me queer

I reach out to you
But you’re slipping from my grasp
I know you make me drool
But do I make you gasp?

I am attracted to you
You gorgeous piece of man meat
I swear I will not attack you
Unless you keep running away from me

I would not be scared
If anything, I would be ecstatic
If a man like me showed me he cared
Instead of getting weird and acting so damn spastic

I’ll make you love me
Even if it means me floating on a cloud in my birthday suit to display
And you’ll reach out to hold me
Because I really don’t care that you’re not gay.



: I couldn't help myself.