Insane, perverted, different

She always thought she was insane, perverted, different

Not rooted to the ground, the paths she chose were difficult to walk

In bare feet, a journey of pain and disappointment

Exhausted by the path and the walking

The night was always lonely, the sun always shining too brightly

So she was always between the sounds, never touching

Always listening

Her sexuality only growing until she repressed it, back to the vault in her mind

And in one moment the cub’s eyes met the lion

Sometimes only one hand is needed to direct you deeper

To give everything

To let go

Be swept away, more than you thought was possible initially

To walk an unfamiliar path but exciting nonetheless

Unique to you, your sexuality

With everything you knew, had learned about yourself

And after everything you have been through

The emotion builds gradually

And only slowly appears

Confidence in yourself first and then in someone else

Because the safest thing is you

And suddenly it changes

In my hands

There’s the scent of familiarity, of home

What you wanted but didn’t expect, it’s in the air

Just breathe and take it in

And this path is everything

It’s right

You may never go back to who you were

Because you’ve found a safe place to express yourself

In the hands that are right for you

And what was suppressed deep in the heart, in the dusty vault

Emerges into the open air, butterflies in your stomach

Time stops

Longing

More than what you expected but certainly what you had hoped for

And wanted, consciously or unconsciously, you summoned me to you

You are my property

And the lion awaits your coming

Roars to you

To not take another path

Do not swallow questions, taste the answers

And then at the entrance it happens

Like every painting

With four hands, blending the colors

Creating a new reality

Your reality, from within you

From now on

By Eli Dom