But You Said…

She said she wanted it

Hard and 

Rough – so my fingers 

Ripped open

Her bodice pulled up

Her skirt 

With her back to the 

Wall no

Escape for her that is 

Until she 

Wrinkled her nose –

Poof she 

Vanished into thin air 

The sound 

Of her laughter twas 

All of her 

Self lingering behind

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