In the Dream
in the dream
i am captured
this is what i fear the most
it is my fate all along
he has the face of my love and its all i can do to not reveal
i hate this one.
he arrives and leads me to the room
he is no threat
i love him, dont i?
liar.
cherub face all too happy
im the beautiful one
the precious one
to be opened and devoured.
by the time they arrive the act will have happened
i do not beg for time
he lies down and pulls me in beside him
his warmth and wanting pressing my back
god
help
me
im wrapped in his arms
innocence to turn to lust and heat
it hurts how ive loved him
and yet he wont restrain my body.
i know his hands can position the pain
he knows he is the stronger
breath gets shallow
he undresses
i awake before the act
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