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Debris
She was dressed

with dignity

Honored by words

cared and loved

lived with a heart

but you touched her

with blood on your fingertips

you undressed not

just her body

but you also took

her sanity

by caressing her skin

anxiety built within

by planting soft kisses

on her neck

it's her soul

that has been wreck

in every moan that

she made

Times she's

been laid

No one can explain

how hard for her

to fight

the haunting monster

in the night.


© j. wyonna