Poetry, Ep.2: My Mind

My Mind

This body i was born into
Has not a lot to do with my mind
Although it may cause pain
Insecurities
Or sexual desire
It does not reflect my mind
My mind wears the colours of the rainbow
And at the same time..none
As much as becoming a daughter
It could´ve made me..a son
Because this body is only
A result of natures will
This body might give me
The ability to kill
But my mind..never will
I´m still searching for that soul
That will respect me for my words
Instead of things I can do
With my lips
The one to touch me so gently
His fingertips on my skin will feel like a kiss
Maybe our souls
Need to connect
On a much higher level
Before we meet so we can respect
Each others minds before physical assets