Reshape me, inside of you.

There hasn't yet been a law to state that I am without the ability and or capability to withdraw every ounce of your masculinity. I seek refugee within you, but am left with hostility and the inability to purge. You are the one that I want to emulate myself upon, drench myself in purity, and discover intuition. Can one, even seek intuition?

I will meet my passion, when he can look directly into my soul and remind me that I am his mirrored image of ones self. Leave me without pitty, for I will not be shamed. Intise me to be yours, and I will find no fault.

Remind me kind sir to exhale, bend, and reshape again.