Red

Red

I am bisexual

It's all I want to say

I feel passion

So strong as hot fire

When I admit to this very personal desire:

To hold a woman's hand

To kiss her lips

To touch her breast

And make love to all the rest.

I feel this makes me red

In silence my cheeks just burn and blush

And my blood starts to rush.

But hush hush..

The red should be concealed

Made secret

Never revealed. 

Hush hush..

Under the carpet 

With a sweeping brush.

Hush hush..

Keep it to yourself

Prevent a social crush.

Go and wash yourself child

With a scrubbing brush.

You've been tarred with redness

Look how it makes you blush.

Red

Bed

Underfed

The best thing since slice bread.

But no..

Instead

Just be wed

And well-read.

Hush hush..

Go ahead

Make sure that things

Remain unsaid.