I wanted to be your fantasy.
To turn you on.
Make you long for me.
But fantasies aren’t real, you see.
And I am very real,
So I let you penetrate what’s here.
Pierce holes in my fanatical facade.
And I discover your real longing
is for my depth.
A depth you don’t yet know exists in you.
A depth I don’t fully know exists in me.
Until I let you come inside.
Come into me.
Ah, yes, you sea.
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(photo credit :: Linda Xu)