Dear Legs (Patreon)

My 'dead' legs, you seem so quiet, so fragile, so lifeless.

But still you are a part of me, attached to my body.

Sometimes you are cold and I need to take care of you.

Sometimes you are so warm and I feel more at ease.

I would like to move you, I would love to feel you.

But our connection is broken and so I must stay...

I still need you, I still hope one day I might control you again.