Do know, I am A female homosexual. I
My dream is to be held. Close, tight. As my girlfriend intertwines her fingers with mine. Her head rested on my shoulder, as we sway to “Our song” She in my favorite flannel, wearing no pants with boy boxers. In our cozy home, her words like wispy winds in my ear. Causing me to blush, feeling safe in her arms. Wanting to be able to feel her upon me. Love me for who I am. And accepting my imperfections and quirks. To be able to confess everything to her, without being judged, but understood. To be able to spoon her as we sleep, the beautiful scent her filling my nostrils. As our cold bodies are curled into one another. My dream is to be loved~
