(W)hole Love

I feel whole after this discovery. After becoming synonymous with the word reject for so long, and feeling empty as a result, I finally found you. A hole in the wall. Indeed you are glorious. I'm not rejected by you, I am accepted for what I am, raw sexual desire. Sometimes I enter you, and other times, I receive you. You don't mind how I look or what my function is, nor do I you. Our cultures are meaningless here, and our genders are of no matter. You take many forms from time to time, but I know that you remain the same entity. The Deity of Lust. You possess me. We become one. I am (W)hole.