His physical presence excited my very soul A night of passion allowed him to take complete control On call for him twenty four hours a day Never dreaming in the future people worrying about my safety would pray.
People took notice of us several times a week His muscles matched up well with my curves oh so sleek Looking back now it seemed oh so funny That people on our future would bet all their money.
The first time he grabbed me and gave me a piece of his mind Tears flowed freely later on denying my prince was the hurting kind His apologies later so sincere begging for a second chance Really wanting complete domination controlling our private love dance.
My beautiful image like a magnet inviting other fellas to score Where control and abuse are permitted in the games of love and war Though my future may be cloudy a triumph in my life must be won It's time to part company; time to move on.
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
A woman in love finds out that her boyfriend wants total control through the use of violence and intimidation. Painful thoughts both emotional and physical in context convince her her future appears brighter without him.
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