HIS soft eyes see through my tortured soul vanishing any hope for fantasy the thing I’d give,

to prove myself to HIM, to make HIM see...

jaded eyes awake as his selfish words rain from such placid lips still I kiss him silken flesh frigid air leaves me breathless foolish agony fills my lungs as I try to scream for him I confess...

I scare myself through the howling wind, on my knees, I cry ...listen to me...