Longing

Confused by body,

    Condemned by human race.

It's no wonder the closet is so appealing.

    But this longing inside,

The constant yearning,

    Are the things pulling me out,

Out into the world, ready.

    A phase? Maybe

Will I get over it? I don't want to...

I want to feel loved,

     The warm breathe of the sun on my face,

No longer wondering it is wrong

    To think about that girl in the coffee shop....

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[JRB]

ok confused love opens all thoughts golden