Don’t trap me in a definition
or in a predetermined interpretation
of what I should or should not be,
Don’t contemplate where I belong
Or where I want to be.
In your defined expression of
the perfect bliss in the layers of my skin,
don’t take me for a commodity
and think how lucky I am
fortified by your masculinity.
Don’t be fooled by my silent stare,
your true intentions will not
shatter my serenity,
lift the ignorant curtains and see
I am returning to me.
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