would I sit and immerse myself in it's warmth or choose to be alone in it's presence? Would I accept her hands wrapping around my body in the still silence? Or would I coldly reject him and mope when he says nothing at all?
I am trying to sit with myself more. If you are confused about my pronoun usage, I am genderfluid and I use all of these. I think they work for how i feel towards my emotional (sometimes spiritual) self vs my physical self and how I project that self onto others vs what's happening outside of my mind. I hope this poem makes sense even if you aren't genderqueer.