See the curve in her lower back,
The way those heels hug her feet,
The sway of her hourglass waist
You see her,
You glance
Across the room, across the way,
on the street
In your mind, on your thought
Her long silky legs
You could have looked closer
The words from her caramel lips,
A cry for help
But her thighs,
Exactly how you imagined them
Her chest wide open
Her breasts
Not her decree of desperation
So you came over
You said hi
She said yes
She is not easy
She is hurt
Though a lot of fun
On her back
On some bed, in some house
She keeps coming,
Just a little kiss but
She keeps calling,
Just a tender touch then
She keeps stalking
Just one night
Call her baby
Now her turn
with your baby
Only fantasy
Not abortion
A lifetime in sorrow
Always ready to die
Her cry for help
Now your fantasy
Now your turn
try again
look closer
A vicious cycle
A victim of the victimized
Copyright. 2013. Moji S.
