She gave herself away, her heart like a bird in an empty nest,
Looking for warmth in fleeting touches, empty caresses.
Each embrace was a search for love's high point,
But she found only faint echoes of kindness.

Her innocence traded for moments of joy,
A dance of desire under the soft moon's light.
Loneliness whispered in the quiet of the night,
Her soul lost in a confusing maze.

In the shadows of a childhood full of hurt,
She looked for comfort in eager arms,
A gentle lie to ease her growing pain,
And exchanged her youth for love that couldn’t last.

Her body, the currency of long, lonely nights,
Bore witness to the ache she...