Being Gay - A tug of War?

Hey Curious one,

This post is about the Soul, who is at a constant tug of war with the body.

How the soul liberates itself is the crux!

Day in day out
He plays the top, often

I play the bottom

I toss him, at times
He flips me more often

I surrender to him

I am attacked
Molested, used
Bruises remain

Slave is who I am
Master, He is

I await 
For the day
Of my liberation
The day, I minuscule Him

Tug of war 
Between 
Body and the soul

He, the Body
I, the SOUL
Self-slaughter  - The Liberation, at times!

PS: 'Being Gay' is an archaic usage of 'Being Happy'

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