So I just wrote a poetry and want to share it with you all the title is Touch Me Not So here I go Your intentions might be to adore but your gaze tries to eclipse my vision Touch me not your hair to collect my smell and pass it off as you incense you reek of jealousy Touch me not you might want to comfort but your grip tells me you're trying to own me Touch me not you want to hold me but your arms are in the shape of a cage Touch me not you want to stay But I'm trying to find an escape route from your fantasy Touch me not Because your touch makes me and you mistake it for consent thank you for listening
Devin Devine
@DevinDevine · 0:47
Come on, come on, come on, come on now touch me, Babe, I know that you are not afraid. What was the promise that you made? Well, that's a little weird. Promise that you made. You can't hold people to wanting to touch you and stuff. That's a little weird, huh? That's a little weird. Sounds like you have been sexually assaulted or been feeling uncomfortable about somebody messing with you