Revised sonnet #1268
I was a little saddened by that secret gay
There were the vibes and vital telltale signs
The ruddy cheeks and lack of laughter lines
The self effacing quips to keep at bay
I mulled if charm could cause the boy to stray
Id say that certain pleasure undermines
Inside silk sheets where light little shines
The his and hers a little hazy gray
The little jokes and laughter set the mood
Applied the lightest spice of spliff or booze
Impulsive gender politics eschewed
Emotions barred and pleasures pushed as dues
Theres wriggle room in any artifice
Though put another way in hers and his
Chorus artifice gambit strategem