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You

Your name causes so many emotions to bubble up

From my heart, like the indigestion i get from pizza,

The same pizza you bring home at 3am, with cold hands and tired eyes.

Your eyes

They have no set color, i can only describe them

As soft, and warm, and strong.

You have strong eyes, my love.

Strong like your hands,

So rough, and cracked,

Worn down from years of work,

Little white scars covering your fingers,

The same fingers that you bury inside of me,

Reaching for the poisoned parts of me,

Trying to clean my insides, and

remove the years of hate and torture that he's planted there.

I cry out in pleasure, and you dig deeper,

Then push your fingers down my throat,

Forcing  me to taste the rot from inside.

So deep inside.

You bend down and bite my bare skin,

As if you are a predator feeding upon its prey,

And i am the prey. Only i have no fight inside of me,

So i lay still and let you devour me.

Naked

And vulnerable

You push inside of me.

I gasp, i always gasp,

As if i forget every time that there will be

A sort of pain, and then a rush of pleasure.

For so many years before you, it was only pain,

Never pleasure.

So many times before you,

I allowed my body to be used.

I allowed these men to undress my soul,

To strip me of my dignity,

To have control of my body, and my feelings,

I was nothing more than a puppet under their touch.

But you.

Fuck.

You…