“I want inside, and I want it bare.”
“I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you.”
“I want to mark you, and I want to own you. I want to fucking live inside you.”
“In my writing, I want to be laid bare as a human being.”
“I searched for something witty to say, settled for bare honesty. "I want to pee.”
“I want to be where your bare foot walks, because maybe before you step, you'll look at the ground. I want that blessing”