i saw that shift in your gaze
when you remembered
the last time
you became something
Wild, Hungry
whats in my mind, asked
with that eager
and far away look
in muddy water eyes
I sympathize, compromise
it's happened again
while the city lights
rippled the water
with their speed
you put your hands on me
and I doth not protest
when you say
i was the one that got away
so why am I back
so why am I afraid
to turn away or
say this ain't ok with me
why must I empathize
without boundaries
or fear an abrupt ending
to this uncomfortable moment
The History: You put me second. You put me last, asked me if you could grab my *** and all I did was question my worth.