Monday, August 16, 2004

But I'm not alone, he is
here, near me.
Out of the shadows
An apparition of fear.
He says nothing. His silence
Holds my voice; his gaze
Keeps my eyes.

But I can see; I see him
Reaching for me.
He caresses my foot, my leg
My thigh is tense beneath his hand.
I pull away. Desperation
Can not match insistence. My body
Trembles under him.

That no one hears.
My voice is all that escapes
His fingers on my lips.
My fear, my pain
Fills the air; my soul
As he takes me.

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