My thighs are huge cuz they’re full of secrets
Wrap them around my ears and let me hear them all
How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
our hearts beat so loud,
our reighbors think we’re fucking,
when I’m just trying
to find the nerve to touch your face.
I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.