Chanteuse With a Penis

So much soul, too much
Feminine or queer in some special way
As though you were both
Man woman or something unspeakable
No label of gender would do

I saw the man inside
Writhing agression
Then transforming the woman came
Soft beauty that sweet
Melancholy aura
Only women can have

That voice of glass
Eyes closed
Head moving in waves of vibrato

I wondered who off stage did you love?