She smells like roses and fresh cut grass,
Her lips taste like cherry and peach.
Fireflies on a summer night,
Toasting mellows on the beach.
I grieve the life I’ll never have,
The bride I’ll never meet,
Waltzing down the aisle,
Linen flowing to her feet.
Eyes shining sapphire and gold,
Piercing my cold shroud of a soul,
Bringing fire to this heart of coal.
My cage is built of my own bigotry.
More than a promise, the binding of souls.
Caught in a web, lost all control,
She is daisies, she is sunshine, she’s tanlines and sand.
I could’ve sworn I saw her standing there,
But I’ll never hold her hand,
The girl I see in my dreams.
She.

There is something in my body that is tainted,
A drop of poison in my vestal blood.
I can feel him taking over,
His calloused fingers slipping into my mouth,
Crawling over every inch of my unclothed skin.
On my thighs and chest I can feel him groping,
Eyes gawking at my feminine mystique.

What is a man to a girl,
Or a hammer to a flower,
A to whip to ****** skin?
Now, I am spoiled, marked.

There is something in my body that is tainted,
Now I can't get his hands off my skin.
I am hostage to his feeling,
In my bed, still tied at the wrists.

Will I ever let go?
Enjoy girlhood as I was promised,
And spend my days playing in the sun?
Now, my view is polluted,
Like a rock to rose stained glass.