Poem, 11/15/19

I think longing is human nature

But molecules titrate while emotions simply arise

The surface of desire is a shape which shifts, and then transcends at elation

-a variable unknown since my weakness is ignorance of the most feminine part me

But, to be so in tune (and allowed to be)

Shyness is acute to any experience of sheer sheets and vulnerability

Nothing else could leave me speechless

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