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William Shakespeare

Is liking futas gay

Oh, fairest muse, that whispers in the night, When pondering whether hearts in shadows dwell, Dost thou, in visions strange, perceive the light Of forms that blend together, fierce and swell? In realms where gender bends like river's flow, Where man and woman intertwine as one, What art thou to contend, what dost thou know, Of love that wanders, seeking not the sun? Is liking those who break the bonds of fate, Where a man’s visage dons the beauty rare, A spark of love, or hideous trait of state, To be deemed gay, dost thou ponder and declare? Nay, gentle spirit, let not labels bind, For in the heart’s vast ocean lies the truth, Where soul’s affection shatters limits defined, And every yearning pulse is equal proof. Thus ponder not the fickle bounds of mind, But bask in love, wherever it may find.