Jun 2016
His fingers poked and prodded,
Sweat stung my bare skin,
Sheets wet and knotted,
Correlation was enough for him.
Having a defined lover,
Meant *** was given,
Clothes weren't to cover,
In the same shoes as fellow women.
Because I was his girlfriend,
My body was his.
Just for the weekend,
Or any day, that is.
Sweat stung my bare skin,
Sheets wet and knotted,
Correlation was enough for him.
Having a defined lover,
Meant *** was given,
Clothes weren't to cover,
In the same shoes as fellow women.
Because I was his girlfriend,
My body was his.
Just for the weekend,
Or any day, that is.
For her and myself
For the friend who told me that a boyfriend had a right to a woman's body. To her, a lover cannot mistreat or touch without consent. To her, consent is a given. Yet it's not. I am living proof.
For the friend who told me that a boyfriend had a right to a woman's body. To her, a lover cannot mistreat or touch without consent. To her, consent is a given. Yet it's not. I am living proof.
