I have days of peace
and fevers
I have cold hands,
but my body burns
under your touch
My cheeks burn
quite easily
my fingers are looking for yours,
my nails crave your back,
and my nose loves your scent,
my whole being seeks destruction
when I open up
my box with emotions,
my soul craves balance
and I find it in your arms
sometimes I find it difficult
to speak my truth
and show my fears,
but we have beautiful bodies
who combine perfectly…