I used to be innocent-
I remember,
I must have been.
I wore my hair in pigtails and could not wrap my tongue around the word 'lingerie'.
(I thought thongs would give me a wedgie.)
But then He was there,
All dangerous smiles and stretching charm.
I followed Him-
Innocence lost the moment I took His hand.
(His collar destroyed what was left.)
He reduced me-
He completed me-
He MADE me.
Even now,
I am not sure where I begin,
And His ropes of fantasy finish me.
A contest entry
- A year in reverse. by bonjourbunnie.
700 points, ended August 5, 2008, 7 entries
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Comments
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Oh, I really love the last line as well as the entire message of the poem. It's very powerful and I think that most girls can relate to it, especially considering it's bittersweet tone. Good write, and good luck in the contest.
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