outside

outside she is timid

inside she is wild

soft, meek and gentle

part woman, part child



His forceful words wake her

As if it were a dream

Everything she thought she knew

ripped apart at the seam



Rough, hundry fingers gripping

Entwined in silken hair

Imperfect beauty, delightful

Freed from denial and despair



Hard pressed lips; possessive

against smooth feminine skin

passion, pain inseparable

enmeshed in mortal sin



He strips away her layers

all the way to her core

releasing raw, unbridled emotion

letting go her inner whore



Outside she is timid

Inside she is wild

Soft, meek and gentle

Part woman, part child

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