He came in the dawn
Stole under my defences
Buried himself deep within
The parts I had hidden
He woke my body
My senses
Stole my touch for his own
And left as brutally as he had arrived
He returns every day
Enters me
Moulds my body into his own
And leaves his mark
He holds me captive
Alights my desires
And ensures I will
Never escape him
Valerie.masters20@hotmail.com Not being able to write is not an option. What am I doing? I haven't a clue but I'm going to keep doing it. All of my work has a little truth and a lot of me in it. Hope you enjoy. Val
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Monday, 9 December 2013
Dark stranger
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