She spoke to me through empty eyes, and like the chafing wind her cries lacerated my skin.
But her pinprick slick tricks did not fool me
for I was free of her coil of steel and could feel the sense of impermanence that emanated from her words of woe.

I would go
I had stayed too long
She was wrong for me and I could now see what would become of me, if I didn't leave this temptress,with the windswept smile and hands that undressed the thoughts in my mind.

What lays between the sheets,lays also between the lines and memories of better times come flooding in.
She tries to stick me once again with the poisoned pin so I will stay,will lay,
I pray this night to end.

I hesitate to defend again,against a female who would bind me in chains and take me to her lair,strip me naked,leave me lying bare upon the earthen floor.
Once,
it's true I did adore the rough and tumble,juvenile and fumbling bumblings but now,I must escape and anyhow or way I can.
If I should wish to be the man inside,the one who rides the wave.I cannot allow myself to be her slave any longer for I am
stronger.
I think.