• strangefemale 31w

    I bend in ways for you that I can't do for my own body, alone.
    Tensions of nerves bundling under my own skin.
    Knowing my release comes from your dominate hand.
    You throw my arms in places I didn't know they reached.
    My legs, twisted in pretzels I didn't know I knew.
    The arch of my back in new heaves.

    I need you to show me which ways I crack.
    Show me what ways I'm strongest.
    You are my yoga.
    You are my body release.
    You are my high.