now look, butches and transfolks...stop the worrying about approaching us ladies. We are honored when you hike up your belt and saunter on over and cough and say hello. We love that little bit of sweat and fear that goes along with your confidence and courage. Its all there in you and thats what we love so much. Your "mix". We dont need lines or model handsomeness or suave conversation or flashy fashions to impress us. We want to see that look in your eye that says to us silently, that you are in awe of us. For just being us.
take it down a notch...dont be so in awe that it paralyzes you. We NEED you...so take a swallow and mosey on over....
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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