Empty-Handed


I wanted what I couldn’t have 

 It got so close I could reach out 

And touch all that I couldn’t have

Before finally slipping out my fingers

Leaving me empty-handed and without 

Undressed

Hidden passions
Revealed

Old inhibitions
Discarded

Captured desires
Released

I stand before you
Undressed

Wishing

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I wish I was different
But if I received my wish
I would wish myself back again
So maybe I should use myself
As a starting point