I have done something “horribly immoral”.
I should’ve never touched her.
Anna Marie Coral

Pale skin, green eyes
Like emeralds among pearls. But…
When I look at her she shies?
Soft skin glowing in the night.
When I touch her
I hear beautiful fright,
Feel heart beats. Faster.
Caused by my careful capture.

Terrified eyes,
Beauty magnified.
Lovely lips quivering
My affection delivering
Undesired, ****** and direct.
What did she expect?

Being told all of my life
What’s wrong is what feels right.
My peace comes not from violence
But from my victims silence.


I crave them, these abducted affairs.
Prison bars, Pleads and prayers
Won’t quench my thirst.
Food’s first bite tastes better in fast.


Anna Marie Coral wasn’t my first and
She won’t be my last.