I felt numbness in the tip of my tongue.
My stolen sex melted — she drank vanilla & honey
She didn’t kiss me when they arrived home.
Her messy hair
Was a ray of light — she fled riding her
After that, I stayed in bed,
Thinking if I still could be called
But isn’t virginity
Just another relative concept nowadays?
I answered my own question,
And nothing ever changed
Hidden parts of my body
I wanted to touch her flesh
Again, but I could never
Ask her to come back —
I never loved her.
I never really did, but I wish
She could have been loved by me, that
With her taste still dancing all over my
Mouth, I felt the sky
Breaking in pieces:
How could I ever let you
Persuade me? Or did I ask you to
Persuade me; the easy prey?
I told myself to dream again, and went
Back to his arms