I want to be fiercely loved.
I need to be wanted and needed and held and cherished.
I need connection and intimacy—knowing glances and unsaid words.
I want to be fiercely loved.
I want him to see me, love me, revere my body.
I want him to want me…need me…demand me.
I want him to look at me with wonder and see all the answers in my eyes.
I want to be fiercely loved.
We hang on by a rope…him, comfortable;
Me, wanting—grieving.
Trying, trying, trying,
Crying, crying, crying.
I want to be fiercely loved.
It’s like you can read my mind!
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