What I'd give for meaningless encounters, to be able to be a part of it all, without true consequence. To live in one moment, without the forced preparation of the next.

What I'd give to be able to feel beyond the boundary of limitations. To become one with another beyond all thought and reason. 

What I'd give to not be defined by choices I had no part in. To experience a control of the life I am made to live, at least to some degree, then maybe, live it a little easier. 

What I'd give to be the very definition of normal, though you mock it, I'd be overjoyed for my biggest concern to be the way my makeup shines in the light of your eyes. To feel a hand caress me and without hesitation, take the mutual desire of sexual exploitation.

To be conquest and the conqueror in equal measure. What I'd give to be desire. To be more than words. To be the words. To be freed by the words. 

What I'd give to just be me.