The Distressed Damsel Have I gone too far? Have I said too much? How can I help? Please, let me help. You are in distress, my damsel, let me rescue you. Your sullen face activates my heart and I am left defenseless in your sadness. I CRAVE to bring you to the Light. I step back, you step forward. Wait. What is this? Have I revived you so suddenly? Then you smile, first in your eyes—the clever flame of victory, then, I see it on your lips—my defeat. Your coup de grace has no Mercy. You delight in bringing me to my knees. Your hands pull my hair and you punish me with your pleasure. And here? Of all places? You make me take you in the back of a theater? You can feel my lips forming a smile over my wild tongue. This was my plan all along. I CRAVE your pleasure, for it is mine as well.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Sep 2013 03:21:42 +0000