More In The Closet...

No I’m not gay but I would probably be considered more depraved, more perverted, and more sinful considering all my ideas of sex. Everyone wants me to keep it in the closet… okay that’s fine but the problem is unlike the gays I’m all alone, hell I never even played that game Seven Minutes In Heaven.



Someone told me in a roundabout sort of way that these depraved thoughts will lead to depraved actions but while I have never hurt anyone and I’m probably as innocent as they come, a thought of wanting some girl pretty much equates to being a rapist; at least in this country. I’m willing admit I’m a pervert; Pervert, To turn from truth or proper purpose; to corrupt, to misinterpret; to misapply, call it the absence of love in my life. As for sinful… with or without the church I was always that and for the longest time I have been a masochist but now that I’m a sadist, I’m wrong.



So what about the closet… it’s just what I have been thinking about recently that I never had the normal teenage experiences and perhaps that explains my warped sensibilities when it comes to sex. Maybe that’s why I love the whole jailbait look you know; it could be worse, I could be into little boys but no I love the teenage girls, anyway this is another story. Seven Minutes In Heaven; I’ve never known what this is like but to be alone with a girl for seven minutes how does the song go, the only thing that looks good on me is you.



Yeah when I finally leave the closet I’ll be styling, profiling, and shining but who I am now will change and if anything I would think that would be a good thing. Seven minutes when I believe my world will fall apart in only five; close the door there’s More In The Closet.



~More In The Closet... ~



In the dark, the shades and the hues

Only you I see

Not the pinks and the blues

But you and me

Call us doomed

As long as we can be

In the dark, is that cotton?



The touch the feel

Isn’t rotten

Pleasure is too real

And who wants to stop it

A righteous kiss to seal



In the dark, how much did we spend?

Is there really nothing?

Or only sin

There’s something

Seven minutes again

More for loving



In the dark, until another day

But let it be night

Don’t feel like dressing anyway

Out there it’s so bright

Let’s just stay

This love is so right



In the dark, we don’t see the mess

Let us be blind

Maybe assess

That love is kind

You don’t need your dress

Girl you’re so fine



Amazing, just the way you are

In the light

But in the dark

Our artificial night

Love won’t be marred

We will be so bright

A work of art

Keep it in the closet… all right



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