lovely
dainty
woman.
so fair
and so divine.
rip away the binds to my heart
the man that was rightfully mine.
though your skin is that of creme
and your eyes glow so green,
your beauty has wreaked havoc
upon my naive
innocent
life.
my brain is pounding
an alarm is sounding
to shove you out right now.
but if i did,
would he think to rid
of young tiny me?
so i draw the curtains closed
and my heart has been enclosed
in his palm.
and it stays,
all my days,
until he bids me doom.
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