People call themselves
asexual,
Who like the opposite
gender
Without any sexual drive
for them,
And if at all they have
a little,
They would sublimate in
fine arts
Or would prefer
masturbation.
They’re more than
brothers and sisters
And less than lovers and
the beloved
In their cross gender
affection.
No adultery in their
friendships.
Libido leaks in
peripheries
They are neither
homosexual,
Nor heterosexual, nor
transgender
But forms a fourth sex
orientation.
They might be one in a
hundred
But have potentials to
grow up.
20.08.2012
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