Poetry

Dirty Secrets, Stolen Pride

He touched me with cigar stained fingertips
Cupping my newly budding breasts so freely
How was I to know what to do ?
And then he continued touching me...

So early to blossom, so fresh in bloom.
My body preparing my young girl's womb.
I never knew intimacy in the purest light,
But I knew that man's touch and it filled me with fright.

I hid it away
Stashed inside, so deep inside
That's where my secrets lie...
Where the virgin cries
Her dirty secrets, her stolen pride...
She grievously hides

12/11/99

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