Re-Virginized
I don’t need
His seed inside me
Or his or him, or their
Passion doesn’t ignite
Anything else but hate
I detest clumsy hands all over my body
Tainting what was once
All mine
I don’t need kisses to make me happy
Happiness won’t ever make up for what
I had to endure once he was gone
Left me for a weaker woman
Who would let
Things happen
Over over and over again
I cannot make love without love
Inside this soul of mine
I will not give into pressures of the teenage mind
I refuse to become a product of lust
Misuse of an emotion so strong
That it makes it more then a solitary race
More then a slippery slide of distaste, full, Action
Respect myself and me
I am pure still
After the fact and forever on
Born again in different seeing eyes
More important then the rest
My own
I am re-virginized
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