Draft Wednesday, July 20, 2022 4:29 PM

CD HURTING


When I slip on sexy panties
They feel of my special fancies
Dainties slide up my eager legs
Higher and higher body begs
Cradled in sheer silk and soft lace
No way for me to hide my face
A hot gasp comes from deep inside
My spirit filled with so much pride


Most CDs straight as an arrow
We don’t follow their straight and narrow
Crossdressers are ignored I cried
Guys wearing panties they deride
Enjoy naughtiness and the feel
Covering body with sexy zeal
My garter belt and lacy bra
Leave my body in total awe


In ecstasy my skin does shake
To LGBTQ I’m fake
Know I sure hurt as much as they
So why can’t I come-out to play
In the Renaissance silk was in
Strong men wore lace against their skin
Donning high boots with fancy heel
Buckles, plumes, satin silks in teal


They strutted like peacock in heat
Sheer pantaloons caressed their meat
None pointed or covered their eyes
Or fainted hiding muffled cries
The true best of society
Filled with religions piety
Were not shunned nor were they laughed at
There was no gossip or chitchat


But now a man wearing a dress
Liberal minds know he’s a mess
His hot lingerie if they knew
Cover their eyes to keep from view
So out of sight is out of mind
How cruel they are Is someone kind
My panties and bra they are me
I should flash them for all to see


My feminine pretty panties
Just like my hot sexy auntie’s
She was the one who started me
And right then, I became so free
Back then, gays and lesbians hid
Others didn’t know what they did
Group by group all of them came out
Dressed for their street parades to shout


Press, books and movies they were fine
But male CD didn’t dine
We still are shunned and we’re stared at
Embarrassed to fight, we fall flat
Mortified and ashamed are we
Hiding in fear that they might see
Oh please please anything but that
No not out of the bag the cat


We don’t organize for our rights
Putting up our needs in bright lights
Most hide it from girlfriends and wives
Too embarrassed to live our lives
So is our problem our own fault
How do we make our fears to halt
We must endure the stares and jeers
To change them into heartfelt cheers


No matter if our respect does slide
CD must come out with pride
Let them see us in silks and lace
Only then will we find our place

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