I am.
Nervous.
Anxious,
frightened.
Hear the tremble in my words,
see my hands shake.
Learning.
Growing,
strengthening.
Realizing the power I imagine you hold over me
doesn’t exist.
Tentative.
Hesitant,
pensive.
Testing my hypothesis,
awaiting results.
Positive.
Beautiful,
sensual.
Uncontained by your boxes,
Undefined by your assertions.
I am.
And you cannot change that.
