What I wouldn't give to give up my own solipsism
To see, not the single light entering, but the rainbow exiting a prism
I'm not saying that I want to be you, but I would like a more feminine side to my wisdom
You already know that I wish I had a clitoris, a multiple orgasm over a pitiful blob of jism

But, beyond that, outside of the sexual aspects of a change in perspective
I would like to experience first hand the feel of womanhood embedded directives
Why the choice between working something out emotionally or logically is purely elective
What it would be like to see a man look at me and, at once, feel overprotective

I would definitely want to be a beautiful woman like you with the same depth of thought
To have the same mix of kindness and rage combined with a class that can't be taught
I think I might do well in your shoes, I just want a quick shot
It's a silly dream, this dream of altered thought, but one with which I'm besot

Since it's an impossibility to become you, I'll just admire you from here
Watching your deliciously erratic gesticulations go into high gear
Still loving, after a reading when you hug me, hold me tightly near
What I wouldn't give to know you intimately, beyond just a respected peer.

-David "Dingo" Bleecher