The guy in heels

I stood tall. I felt taller.

My heart quivering, my knees shaking;

I walked the walk.

There were eyes.

But i could only admire myself.

What was so spectacular anyways?

Was it the courage to do what i had always wanted to?

Or was it the new found freedom i had stepped into?

The anxiety of the unknown was somehow more comforting.

After all i could hear my soul singing.

I had listened.

For the first time.

The pain not withstanding, I danced.

The fear of falling was becoming smaller.

This was a trip.

More hedonistic than a rave.

I am guessing it’s going to be addictive.

Do i warn myself ?

About the eyes?

I could. I would.

But my eyes are seeing something beautiful.

And i am liking what i am seeing,

This guy in heels.

~ JUST A GAY BOY.