I imagine arms around me
Holding me tight
Not as family or friend
But something much more
I imagine you touch
And the rush that it gives
How it shoots electricity through my body
How my body craves it
I imagine holding you
And you holding me
Hearts synced
Eyes locked
Bodies tangled
Your lips on mine
And mine on yours
It's too much for me to handle
My heart and body cry out
Searching for you
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad
