Forget my previous poem

No contact sucks

I want contact

And a heart that is loved 

And new flesh fantasies

And new memories 

And I want contact 

Right here right now

With you

A space to heal

Allows my heart 

To bleed in private 

My thoughts to roam unhindered 

My flesh to fantasize from afar

My memory to remember

Why I sought no contact 

In the first place