I felt your moist and gentle touch
cool and refreshing on my skin so rough.
But a simple touch was not enough
and slowly your embrace
became a cold and heavy burden
from which I could not escape.
The darkness grows
my body aches.
You will not relent
so I bow...and wait...
The light falls upon my skin
I feel the warmth of day again.
You cry out! Your voice cracks.
I begin to feel your grip relax.
Slowly...I am able...
to reach...for the light.
Your glassy grip
I begin to shake.
You forced me to bow
but I did not break.
Your cruel love
is not for me
and the time is short
when I will break free.
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